more than the surreality of having sam with me in okinawa, touching base with an old friend away from home did me a lot of good. just when things were beginning to look and feel uncertain, and i was starting to entertain doubts about the way i am living my life here in okinawa, my friends helped to convince me otherwise.
all it took was one friday afternoon. one friendly (and timely) call from singapore. a hearty okonomiyaki dinner and coffee with close friends. news about other singaporeans living up north.
life isnt all that bad. and i have the power to make it better.