2011, Breakfast at the Singapore Botanic Gardens

Life. A mere fleeting moment, where just about everything fades (in the twinkling of an eye); the days of our youth become a mere hazy memory, lost in the sea of present worries. Sitting in the garden's café and watching young, innocent minds fizzle away their energy in joyous play made me realise, I really do miss the innocence of youth, and to some degree, I yearn for a restoration of what was gone.

Perhaps, it is through such moments that God reminds us of how we were blessed, both then, and now. It is in losing what we once had that allows us to realise its value. Strangely enough, it took an escape from the strains of my routine to see this - I guess that just shows the extent of my life's monotony.

It would seem that it is only through such seemingly insignificant and trivial moments that one finds the source of joie de vivre - time spent in reflection, or with our loved ones.

I really should head to the Botanic Gardens a little more often; the last time, was too long ago.