TSD Freedom: Day 2

Woohoo! 2 days of freedom feels like heaven. I think about how much fun I got to have today and realise that I've really missed that. Sure, there is fun in  jumping around the TSD room singing pokemon to destress, or hilarity in laughing at nick, or insanity in jumping on the mattress to think of the next idea regarding foam and glue; but that joy is of a trapped soul who is confined within the walls of a black cube, trying to find fun within. Even the momentary freedom in fleeing from the room comes with needing to buy art supplies, needing to do work along the way or simply being haunted by the things that lay unfinished. 

I guess I'm not free yet, but it sure feels liberating to be out in the real world again. I'm not happy to be back to work and needing to face my less-than-satisfactory CT grades. But there's enjoyment in being able to walk down sentosa and chat with friends, or blast down Orchard to meet my family for dinner. 

I think that is called space. Space to enjoy, space to appreciate and most importantly space to think. It amazing how much thinking one can get done. How much you can toss about your brain, like trying to reprocess from bales of straw lumped about into fine stacks of hay that, even if not neat, have been gone through. This is terrible grammar. Thats one side-effect of overindulgence in pensiveness, you are overexposed to this garble running through your brain your linguistic ability degenerates to strings of excessively long words that ramble on and on and on and on. and on. and on. 

And on, And on.