Saturday, December 30, 2006
Alone... ...
I am alone in the world's finest airport, not awaiting to fly off somewhere but waiting for someone who is about to fly off somewhere to start a new chapter of her life. Many laugh at my foolishness at forsaking sleep for a chance to say goodbye to my good friend in face. Well, I am devoid of sleep recently and that coupled with the not too short distance between home and the airport is reason enough for me to stay at home to enjoy the comforts of my cosy bed. Yet here I am alone, at this unforgiving hour penning my latest entry for my blog. At least I made myself comfortable, sitting on a comfortable sofa with a nice cup of hot chocolate to warm my brain and keep it form lapsing into the drowsy mode. But it is the right choice to be here, good friend will not be back till mid of next year.It is good to be alone at times, especially in a foreign environment and out of comfort zone. That is particularly true if you also happen to have too much time to kill or nothing important at hand to do, you tend to observe more things. Things that we take for granted or fail to notice normally. Then we will start to appreciate things a bit more and learn to cherish the things that we own or take for granted.
Moreover, it is not always that we get some time of our own. We are very much caught up with the events in our lives sometimes that we fail to consider the actions that we are carrying out. We just don’t see the significance or goal of the action but are preoccupied with the action itself. It is always nice to have time to sit back and reflect our actions from time to time. Yet the time allocated for reflection is sometimes a luxury as we will normally lapse from one activity to another without giving ourselves a chance to evaluate the previous acts. Especially when in a familiar environment where there is always stuff that we can find to do.
Jumping out of comfort zone may not be a very welcoming thing. I personally abhor the idea of camping over at the airport alone; my apprehension led me to reverse my decision to come many times over. Yet I can say that it is not a bad thing either, I can have personal time of my own sitting down, thinking and seeing new things. I would say that without Internet for one whole night is a terrible enough notion for a chat freak like me. Felt a bit lost initially, but I found some truth to what my brother said to me recently about ‘chatting too much online equals no life’. It is good sometimes to be uncontactable and unreachable.
Surprisingly, I don’t feel sleepy now. I am sure if I am at home, I will be dead tired if I am still up at this time of the day. Perhaps I am more vigilant in a foreign environment.
The airport is very quiet in the wee hours of the morning, most people will not come and send people off who are flying at this hour. Recently I have been in the airport umpteen times, sending people off and normally at this kind of weird hours. I wonder if anyone will come and send me off when I fly off next year.
A couple of surprises this morning… didn't think I would be able to find a nice couch to sit, didn't think I would be able to find a power plug to feed my ever thirsty computer, didn't think I would be able to keep myself occupied adequately for 3 hours without Internet access and without getting bored... ...
Just rambling....
