I've never been afraid of lightning or thunder but these days I find myself shutting my eyes tight when a flash shoots across and lights up the night sky. As a reflex, I clap my hands over my ears, tuning out the loud rumble of the wrath of the higher powers. Have I grown more timid over time? The gloom and chill make me think a lot (and I can't say I'm not thankful for the respite from Singapore's humidity). Today I looked at myself in the mirror (yes I do that quite often) and thought about how much I've changed over the past year. It's the middle of May, a little too late for reflections but there isn't always a specific time to think back on how you've changed over the past year or so.

I think I've become a little quieter, because of the the occasional solitude I find myself in in university. I've become slightly less gregarious, because I know that sometimes no one really wants to make small talk just for the sake of it. And I've found a fondness of taking buses I've not gotten on before, looking out at places that seem like strangers beckoning me.