I have so many questions. Why did you stop being my friend? Why do you like me? Why do you love me? Why did you not think I was worth it? Why did you not answer the question I asked you directly? Why do you tell me things? Why are you a different person sometimes? Why are you nice to me? Why are you aloof?
Why is the sky blue? The sky is blue because of the way the Earth’s atmosphere scatters light from the sun.
Why does the scattering of light from the sun onto the Earth’s atmosphere makes it blue? [I’m hypothesising from this point on.] Because the atmosphere is made up of particles that reflect the blue spectrum in light.
Why doesn’t it reflect the blue spectrum? Because…
And so it goes. Questions, questions, questions as many answers as there can be to the many questions that are, there comes a point when our human knowledge can only tell us, “it just is” and the rest is what we call faith.
Faith in God, faith in gods, faith in the Universe or faith in a higher power. At some point, faith is all we have.
You will get where you need to go when you are meant to get there and not one moment sooner. So relax, breathe, and do your best and be patient.
Forget about the real deal. You don’t find it. It finds you.
It’s been a while since I’d been soooo contented after a meal. Salt Tapas & Bar was absolutely amazing, very good sister of Salt Grill & Sky Bar. Evonne, Jamie and I had dinner there tonight. We didn’t manage to make a reservation and the wait was about 45 minutes and Evonne and I were so hungry we almost settled for Menya Ramen, which, while good, would in no way have been as amazing as Salt.
We ordered the
And because Wednesday is Ladies’ Night, each tapas dish we ordered came with 2 cocktail coupons, redeemable for either a sangria or a martini. (And if you really wanted to go wild, you could exchange 3 coupons for a mojito!)
The company was great. I really missing hanging out with them in London. And the food was exquisite and sorely missed. Dinner came to just under S$40 per person (because we had 8 drinks on the house). Make a reservation. OMG it’s so good.
I think that perhaps live, laugh, love should be my life moving forward instead of fuck that shit because I don’t think I can be a cold hearted uncaring bitch. Sometimes it’s exceedingly difficult to love and believe and hope and I just hope that there’s enough in me, around me for me to keep going.
Some day. One day.
Most people don’t recognize opportunity because it comes disguised as hard work.