Standing at a Spot

So I have come back from Sydney, and yes, as expected (and planned), I've managed to do absolutely nothing but shop, eat and drink and shop more. It was a great break, and it's good to feel awake again in a real city; the noise, the crowd, the traffic and the bright lights.

Being a tourist, there was always something new to see and experience, and that has kept me pretty busy and my mind totally away from Melbourne, and everything else that has to do with this place, the work, the commitments, the obligations and the web of human relationships that I have been entangled with. It's good to step away from them all for a while, even if it's really for a while.

It's funny how at this stage, I still get a slight thrill from an SMS. During one of the days when I was up there, I got a friendly message from a person (whom I've been sorta having on my mind all the while in Sydney) and that was really nice and comforting. I know it's crap and banal and all, but I s'pose everyone feels like that all the time, it's just a matter of 'fessing up or not.

Being in Sydney again makes me realised that there is another world out there, one that is very different from Melbourne, and maybe one that could really allow me to be me. Also, my vision of things might have been narrowed by recurring events and people, and that somehow I got so caught up that it lead to my inability to imagine a world out of the one I am currently in. Where has my sense of adventure gone? Where is my desire to see the world? Has the travel bug been killed due to the fact that I am a working adult now?

The base question is, why am I no longer thrilled by travelougues and aiports and airplanes anymore? I don't want to be like this, I want those feelings back again. I want to be inspired to do heaps of travelling again and I want to be excited just seeing planes taking off and landing.

To explore this part of my life further, is it because I am getting so comfortable here (as opposed to when I was in Singapore) that I do not see or feel the need to be somewhere else? I don't think so. In any case, there's not how it is s'pose to be anyway. I am never someone who gets too comfortable with anything or anyone.

To digress a bit, some stupid controversy has been created by a Singaporean girl who writes about her sexual escapades and all and posts nude pictures of herself on the blog. Is that what a blog is s'pose to do, to advertise your private life that others may not necessarily wants to know? In other words, it's simply a case of 'too much info'. Everybody has a dark side and a shady past, well, almost everybody. If I were to write down every abnormal/twisted/weird thing that I have experienced here, will I create a stir as well? Afterall, I don't really consider my life to be that normal so far. No, not at all. Some of the things I have seen or done so far could be considered strange to some (including myself when I think back).

In any case, I have no intention to deal with those bits right now. I gotta get back to work.