Thursday, November 17, 2005
origami
Everytime I shuttle from Singapore to Melbourne and back again, I feel like a slate being wiped clean in the process of transportation, a tabula rasa.The people I encounter upon arriving at my destination, fold me in all kind of ways, that I find myself taking up forms I am unfamiliar with.
Jetlag for nearly 2 days is tiresome; but it is the lag in lifestyle and environment which hangs around a little longer, and crumples me up a lot more.
I am still finding a balance, one that does not have me fold and unfold myself each time I take flight, and land once more.
lux at 12:57 pm