无题

掏空自己，放飞在这绵绵不断的雨中
世界好安静，只剩下点点滴滴
朦胧的街灯，一阵不经意的风
感觉有些晕眩
是老了？累了？

回来这半年，一切似乎不在我的掌控之中
浪，一波一波袭来
站不稳，还是得立足
虽然早已习惯了逞强
却还是不免要自怜

过往的感情，得慢慢找回
新结的缘分，起起伏伏，稍纵即逝
记忆，在瓦解，在倒塌
咆哮声响彻悬崖
剩下心中一丝温存
不见古人，不见来者
天地悠悠，苍然涕下

我已有些不知道，自己相信什么
或应该相信什么
心中没有答案
只想做希腊酒神的信徒
在狂欢和疯癫中
彻底忘记我是谁

Musings of the day

1) I was reading a report on education reforms as Dad kept asking, 'what do you want to have for dinner tonight'. Suddenly I was jolted out of a hazy dream.
The epiphany: At the end of the day, policies are never just intellectual arguments. It is about the welfare of millions of Singaporeans, like having a good job to put food on the table. So it becomes a matter of life and death.

2) The younger generations, particularly the post-2000, often make me apprehensive about the gap between our style of education and their everyday realities. But as I thought back of my own experiences, I saw a great connection between what I had and wanted to have, with what the kids have today. It then dawned on me that my job wasn't really managing a new breed of unfamiliar human species at all. Rather, it is re-thinking what I would consider fundamental lessons from the past collective experience, and coming to terms with long-held dreams turned into reality.