Tuesday, June 24th, 2008
It’s my last night here. My home for almost four years since I first moved to Singapore. My sanctuary, my hideaway from the world when I want to be all by myself. Tomorrow we’ll be living in a new place. Not too faraway from here, but still, it’s a new place. We will have to get used to it, get to know it well before we can call it “home”. Hopefully, that shouldn’t take too long.
We did the handover earlier this evening and after that, 4 of my very good friends helped me move a majority of our stuff to our new place. In fact, they just finished dinner and left a few minutes ago. There are still a few big pieces left and they will be dealt with tomorrow morning.
I wasn’t able to lift a single thing, not tonight and definitely not tomorrow. My supposedly one-night trip to Jakarta two weekends ago turned out to be a week’s affair with four nights spent in the hospital as a result of me having my appendix removed. I just went back to work yesterday and it’s still a bit painful when I move. And since I’m not allowed to lift any heavy objects until I’m properly healed, I’m thankful I have a few good men in my life who are nice enough to help me with my move. God bless their souls.
But to sum it all up, what has happened in the past two weeks really proves that everything happens for a reason. I still can’t figure out why I made that sudden and impulsive decision to go back home for just one day two weekends ago. I only know that if I hadn’t done it, I probably would be dead by now. The doctor said that if they had not performed that surgery on me that night, the results would’ve been fatal. I guess I have to thank my sister and her husband for dragging me to the emergency ward that fateful Sunday, two weeks ago. So yes, everything does happen for a reason. I’m just thankful I’m still alive to be able to write this down tonight.
And by the way, the pictures above are of my soon-to-be old place. I’m putting them up here as a keepsake :-)
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