Hougang, my past life

Today I decided to go to Changi Airport and took a bus home.

The bus took a route that I never seen for a long time. It was my childhood all flashed passed me by my side view. I saw Hougang Ave 1. That was where I lived, blk 239, the exact block. I saw the remote park that I used to go with my primary school friend.

The energy felt the same. I felt kinda sad because our past is like sufferings. The sufferings we faced when we were a kid. Most of the past were not so pleasant for me but it made me a stronger person. I felt like there was a lot of hardship when I passed by. It was funny. 'Unwritten' by Natasha Bedingfeld played when I reached Lorong Ah Soo road. I remembered the old bumpy non- air con school bus I used to sit when I was in primary school and the humble bus uncle that reminded me of a nice monkey (oops)

I remembered everything. The rest is still unwritten. Its funny. I lived on the 13th floor and today is 13 December and I just turned 28 to see my past life. As if everything was mapped out for me to start anew again in my new birth.