second day

on my second day, i was completely lost

been wandering here and there like a ghost

if i could, only if i could find the most

perhaps i'd celebrate and offer a toast

from ap lei chau,

i didn't go straight home

i kept on switching the channel

just to be away and distracted

i went down to central,

sent off fatima my intricate sculptor,

tramming further to causeway bay,

and shopped all the way

really, what a fancy object our brain is

it requires all efforts to satisfy what it requests

for it's my second day of stay,

shall i not be gone astray

moved out, moved in!

My first day in Ap Lei Chau… Yes, I no longer belong to the hip Causeway Bay. After successfully moving 3 luggages, 7 paper bags, and 1 jumbo box into this flat, I’m officially moved in. Exhausted, but the spectacular view from the window has cast my weariness away. Two years ago when I arrived in HK, I used to live in Chi Fu Fa Yuen, a housing complex which is situated on the hills. The view from my small room was as marvelous – both sea and mountain views from 22^nd floor. From this current flat, Aberdeen sea illuminated by the lights from the boats, only 41 levels down there. Those boats are enjoyed by thousands of people residing in the flat buildings opposite the sea – or perhaps the other way around.

Only 15 minutes away from Causeway, it’s really tranquil in here. I suppose it’s a perfect place to reflect on my 2-year journey before I leave this vibrant city.  In fact it could be a shelter while I’m fighting against my worries of uncertain future. Well, what is certain in this world, anyway? Very few – we all can name it. So perhaps I’ll change my perspective of being worried about the future. If I got options, they could only fall into two chances: a slight difference or a dramatic change of life. Either way, it’s fun, it’s might be tough yet still fun, so let me convince myself.

Beautiful Sunday evening in Sham Wan Towers, how can I not be grateful? I’m thankful for everyone who owns the flat I’ve lived in. They are not only such great landlords, but also wonderful people. The comfort of staying in their flats somehow reflected their beautiful hearts.  These people were directly sent to us – not through an agent whatsoever. A clear hint, I guess, that the kindness needs to be directly spread out. Happy Sunday! :)

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