To be back in Singapore feels foreign to me. As I meet old friends again, I have to discover them once more. For we are both very different people than one year ago. But similar to love, friendship is a choice, not an emotion, right? Perhaps I've grown more cynical, critical, and intense. I feel like this summer will be incredibly fun, filled, and fast-paced. Already three weeks in and I've already had a fantastic takeoff. Last summer was the runway, but this summer, I'll be airborne. I loitered around East Coast Park the other weekend and was instantly calmed by the peaceful waves crashing into the shore. Surprising to find such gems in the hustle and bustle.