it’s that simple

and on top of that

it seems that regimental living has gotten into the parts and parcels of life. the good and bad are very unclear. it brought about many thoughts that never bothered at all in the past. thoughts that were marked as not of much importance in one dark corner of the brain. memories dumped in the archives of the hippocampus comes flooding out like a pandora’s box. some came across as sweet and pleasant but others just made life more miserable. almost every time when they pushed us to the limit or when falling asleep they will start flowing like running water. many a times, it destroyed the mental capability of functioning for a while. rarely, it boosts morale, releases a truckload of endorphins. that is the highest point of the day on the island.

those tiny flashes in the mind:

some are pleasant

some are nasty

some enticing

some makes the future. or rather, the future it hopes to create

some make one wishes to hop on the time machine

many pierces the heart

especially those where things are lost or changed in time

life’s like that.

fin