I'll send you flowers.
When you allow a charming bird to fly across the ocean and explore the forests, she might not want to be caged again. My best friend called me this morning and we engaged in a conversation we missed so much. It is times like these when i realise that i have been too settling with peaceful and tranquil life in S'pore. It has nothing to do with mountains and rivers. Neither is it the majestic architectures or musuems. Eventually, we decided to rest on the word culture. Subjective issues like culture should not be debated too intensely because there will never be a final judgement to it.
Abroad, people dare to chase dreams. They are willing to spend a few years of youth in developing countries to save the world. They want to get involved in politics and participate in their countries' policy making. Often than not, they can be and are firm of what they want to reap out of life already. When the nasty spotlight swings back at myself, i start to feel ashamed. I chose to follow the most comfortable route, nevermind it is what the adults pronounce as the most correct and wise route.
My best friend told me she loves the States. Not for her extravagant economic status. Not for her glamorous media portrayal. But for the people and her culture. She loves the fact that human creatures there do not put a price tag on you and decide to put you on or off shelf immediately. Instead of dwelling into family background or social status, they rest more on your character discovery. If i may be right, it is hard to get an awe out of someone here when you say that Hi, i am a social worker.
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I love my best friend. At least she dares to dream :)