Courage is not a strong cry of valour at the end of the day, it is a small voice that says,"Let's try again tomorrow."
Amazing. I'm glad I met up with Nelson, my junior and support and friend from way back, during my crazy debating days. We were both amateurs to the world of high-class night life and chill out venues, so we just let our roaming instincts take the stage. And I'm glad we did! Because we ended up in one of the most beautiful places in Singapore, the river that stretches past Fullerton Bay Hotel and One Fullerton. Yes, I have been there before during my wild days clubbing at The Butter Factory, but never had I gone there with the sole intention of just chilling and taking time to enjoy the scenery. Not much of a natural environment, but more of a constructed, concrete jungle environment, which is gorgeous in itself.
Then we went to The Lantern, a rooftop bar at the top of Fullerton Bay Hotel, a highly romantic and surreal place to just lie back and relax. However there seemed to be more patrons than staff, and service was brief and slow. For most of the time, we were ignored and left to our own devices. Of course we seized the opportunity to revel in the brilliance of the night scene from way up high, and took pictures as visual mementos to engrave our visit to this beautiful place. There was an infinity pool too!
The best part of the night, I must say, was spent lounging on the inviting couches placed strategically at the lobby and just talking and enjoying each other's company. I haven't seen Nelson for over a year, and boy, he really surprised me with his maturity and insights into life. How much he has changed! From the impulsive, emotionally unstable kid so prone to verbal diahorrea and charged outbursts to a man who has been handed shit, taken that same shit and turned it into a pot of gold. that's just what he has become, and I'm so so proud of him. His life lessons managed to bring me out of my disenchantment with this life, and helped me gained a sense of self-worth that is grounded upon self-assurance and not on complacency or over-confidence, thus solidifying my notion of a "purpose", which should have been intrinsic all along. But apparently with so much shit that has happened, I gradually grew distant from that unique trait that embodies who I am, and make me ME. I guess there was alot to take in, and I had to digest all his little nuggets of wisdom these few days, and really re-acquaint with my inner sense of being, my true form.
Thank you Nelson.
Ps. Gotta try the Green Tea Cream at the Starbucks at One Fullerton! Creamy heaven.
