We'll meet again...

Maybe it's because we live in such a globalized world, where we are constantly moving and leaving friends behind that we can relate to such a simple yet charming little wartime tune...

We'll meet again
Don't know where
Don't know when
But I know we'll meet again
Some sunny day

Keep smiling through
Just like you always do
'Till the blue skies
Drive the dark clouds far away

So, will you please say hello
To the folks that I know
Tell them I won't be long
They'll be happy to know
That as you saw me go
I was singing this song

We'll meet again
Don't know where
Don't know when
But I know we'll meet again
Some sunny day

Affluenza...*ha choo!*

Singapore is scary,
Already I am wary,
Of what I will become,
If I stay on and then some.

Pursuing material wealth,
At expense of mental health.
Should a person really care,
About what brand that they should wear?

I would rather spend my days,
Without so many bills to pay.
Not owning Armani would be fine,
As long as I have free time.

To stop and smell the roses,
To read simple words and proses.
And not to sacrifice one's passion,
All because of the pursuit of fashion.

Last day...

Today I'm still enjoying myself in la-la land,
Tomorrow it'll be just footprints in the sand.
For the day after? I still have no real plan.
But heck, right now, I don't give a damn!

And so the story goes...di da di...

Tomorrow I return to a place I'd like to call home,
Though in truth I'm just landing where the stone has been thrown.
I'd like to say I'm looking forward to this new beginning,
But in truth in my heart is lamenting that a chapter will end.

I'd like to say I'll be glad to catch up with old friends,
But I'm leaving many behind of which the next time we'll meet, I do not know when.
Though I suppose one must say goodbye in order to say hello again.
So at least for now, I will not look back while I forge on ahead...