Sunday’s List

I love Sundays even though Monday is always just a few hours away. Every Sunday, I will feel a pang of longing like how I wish I have finished that book; how I wish I have edited those photos and the list is always the same. The same list in my mind keeps playing and playing over and over again.

Yet I have never regretted how I spent my Sundays; whether it was roaming in the exhibition with my fellow art-loving friend, or whether it was spending the entire day in a cafe, sketching our future, talking about what-ifs with my friends, encouraging one another to bring the feeling of unabashed, almost impulsive verve that we developed in unfamiliar environments back into our comfort zone.

“Bring the exchange attitude back!” I chimed.

We laughed. That is the way to live; to be fearless and sure even if we are surrounded by uncertainties. I knew it wasn’t a mistake because an exchange friend whom I met because I bravely went along for a trip with a group of familiar strangers liked my post on Facebook.

She must have felt the same too.

The important thing is this: to be able at any moment to sacrifice what we are for what we could become./blockquote>
– Charles du Bos

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