a moment

Today I came across a quote on tumblr that said: "Enjoy the little things, for when you look back on your life you will realise they were the big things" (or something along those lines anyhow), and it made me think of a moment I had yesterday. I was standing at the pick up point at Takashimaya waiting for my sister to come pick me up, reading my twitter feed and I just casually glanced up to see if my sister's car had come in yet. Right at that second I met the very greyish blue eyes of a cute caucasian just as he was looking away from me, whom I'm assuming was a tourist. He wasn't dashingly handsome but had very nice features that made him look like your good looking boy next door, the kind who would fit right in to a Ralph Lauren advertorial. And just as I looked up his head was turning away from me, and in that moment where time seemed to slow down, he did a double take, like in the movies, and looked back at me. I don't know why, maybe there was something on my face! But that 'moment', as I call it, made my heart flip on the spot. It made me feel pretty for once, and I was dressed so sloppily in my old faded american apparel tshirt and my denim shorts, and before I knew it that 'moment' has filled me with some insane sort of happyness. That up til now has not faded. And I know for sure this will be one of those little things that I'll remember as a big thing, even though it might not have happened for the reasons I hope it did.

green fields and blue skies

I've had a pretty good time since I left Sydney, enjoyed a short stint in Singapore, which is always nice, and now I'm in the English countryside. Tomorrow I leave for London, and as excited as I am to be in that great megalopolis, I'm going to miss the country, with its stillness, the blue skies, the stormclouds that move across the sky in a heartbeat, the way the air is extra crisp after a sudden downpour, the flowers that blossom so fiercely in the sunshine, especially my favourite hydrangeas just popping up everywhere, the rush of excitement at discovering cherries in a tree, and the sillyness at never knowing that cherries grew in trees(!), the random rabbits bolting into shadow-- things that cities never have. I'll miss the old english folk, who always have a smile to spare, and the blue eyed kids curiously enchanted by an asian alien (such as myself), the many dogs who obediently trot after their owners, occasionally eager for a pat. I'll miss the little towns, perched on cliffs overlooking the sea, the quaint hotels with their tea rooms and cream teas, old sea walls with holes for their canons, circa 1845, and winding roads with trees bending over to meet right in the middle. Till next time,