a story in progress

I need to acknowledge this whole being on the other side of the fence phase. The opportunities, the people, the freedom. They are all well and fine. Although I have never put much thoughts into the relative trade offs until recently. Not in comparison at least.

It has been more than a year since I came to this city state. Every time  I turn around and look at how much have went by, I am genuinely grateful for it. Whenever I look forward, I feel a rush of excitement. But only for that split second. I know I am settling. Norming into everything. But at the very same time, that thought of a future never cease to scares me.