An island somewhere off the coast of Batu Maung, Penang
“Are you in Penang or KL?”
Friends asked me that in Windows Live Messenger and Yahoo Messenger very often lately. I took a step back and realised that indeed I have been commuting too frequently between Penang and Kuala Lumpur this year and the second half of last year. Airports have become like a third home now. Other than my apartment and Wuan’s house, I have spent more hours idling my time away in airports than anywhere else.
The excitement of flying has lost its lustre. This is not the kind of life I want to lead. Airports are sterile. It is a place where everything is transitional. Rush is the word. Everyone is rushing from one destination to another. Truth be told, I could actually feel my life ticking away as I looked out the tinted windows to see planes taking off and landing with surgical precision.
As much as I would like to lead a simpler life, I am bound by my desire to see to fruition what I have been trained to do. That calls for trips to the city to attend courses and conduct courses. All that travelling is exacting a great toll on my frail health. This is exacerbated by the strict diet that I am compelled to follow. There is no way that I can work effectively in this frame of mind and health. For now, I would rather be somewhere else instead of Penang or Kuala Lumpur. Perhaps an island in the middle of nowhere, sipping Margaritas and Mai Tais with Wuan, enjoying the sun and surf without a care in the world.
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