The clock struck twelve, and suddenly I’m a year older. Do I feel any different? Sombre I guess. Feeling rather alone maybe. Perhaps stress of how the business is going plays a part too. Suddenly, I’m bursting into tears for no reason. As the clock ticked closer and closer to twelve last night, I suddenly had an overwhelming sense of melancholy. Memories, stresses and emotions drowning me like a tsunami. I couldn’t sleep all night. Only closing my eyes around five am. I guess I’m emotionally exhausted. I just want to smile. Why can’t I?
This is how I celebrated my birthday, a breakfast of big bowl of Mee Sua, watching a 39 episode korean folktale drama with epic fighting scenes, lots of soft Korean bread and mugs of hot drinks. And a home cooked spread lovingly made by my mother. A birthday pangupah of Ayam Panggang, Glutinous rice , Beef Rendang, Hard-boiled egg with sambal tumis and a not so traditional Mussels cooked with Taucheo.
I know I am blessed, I know I am not alone, I know I am loved.