So i went to Redang over the weekend to chill and catch a breather. i always say that anytime you get out of Singapore is a good time. The bus ride was long but uneventful, and we made it to the jetty 9 hours after leaving Golden Mile complex. After another 105 minutes by ferry, i finally saw the clear blue waters that the posters and brochures promised. This is one place where the pictures don't lie.
We went snorkelling at Pulau Lima (10 minutes from Redang by boat), snorkelling at the bay of Redang beach, snorkelling at Marine Park, and snorkelling at Pulau Empat. After a while it was starting to look like more of the same, so i'm glad we left when we did. The food sucked. The beer was cheap enough though, but the chill place wasn't so chill, in more ways than one. My fake tattoo that cost RM20 wore off after 1 day. We had to wake up at 5am on the last day for breakfast and to catch the ferry. But all in all, a getaway is a getaway is a getaway.
In the midst of all these, there was time to think. Inevitably, at some point i would think about the stupid things i had done in the past and the associated events, joys, hurts and emotions that came before and after those stupid things.
So i wonder if anyone truly moves on away from the past? Just when one thinks that one has moved on and put these memories to one corner, locked and ready to be forgotten, in an unguarded moment, they rush back and crowd one's mind all over again.
It's like one is trying to stuff things into a locker, and then barely managing to put the lock on. The lock bursts open at some point, everything falls out, and one needs to rearrange and do the packing and stuffing all over again. And when this happens once too often, it gets really tiring. At some point, one is real tempted to just leave the locker unpacked, with contents strewn all over the floor. But at the same time, how does one do that?
- Phreak
