Hey all. I'm back with a short post about two things that happened today which got me thinking.A lot.
First of all, wanna say a big big thank you to 0836 for the wonderfuly sweet and touching gesture. Thank you all for the great surprise, the nice card, the wonderful and indescribable feelings of warmth that followed, which I'll treasure for a long time to come. Thank you all for again and again expressing your gratitude for being the Level Camp Facil. I have to be honest. When I volunteered to sign up for this facilitating post, I didnt expect to get all this and to get the amount of gratitude that has followed. I'm humbled by all this, and quite frankly, I don't think I deserved all the gratitude and sweet gestures, for I didnt really have to do much during the camp. To be showered all this, I can only say a real big thank you for thinking that highly of me.
Second thing. Today, I went to Junction 8 with a few of the fellow 36ers, and we just reached Bishan. We were walking by happily joking when suddenly, our attention got diverted by this elderly man who slipped and fell and apparently broke his nose. For a while, we had our hearts in our mouths, as he apparently was unconscious for a while. He lost quite a lot of blood, and the image of him trying to get up, reeked of helplessness and solitude. I felt this deep sense of pity, and I thought. What if in 50 years time, I became that old man? What if I had no one to accompany me, no one to talk to, no one to make life worth living in my last days? The sight of blood pouring and no one helping, triggered many thoughts of mine.
Alright. I shall sign off for now. Till the next time, this is Dan.
