fly back lil' birdy, stolen ships and dreams
~ Wednesday, February 22 ~
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The last time I was here I was a fresh graduate/ still a student. All pumped up about the idea of getting a job and excited about what lies ahead. I’m still excited about whats before me but not so pumped up about life. Met a few uni mates a few days back, the souls so downcast and confused. I stood in the middle of T3 and I suddenly felt so small, which was followed by a sudden shudder and wave of emotions (and so this post). I pray God will grant us the strength to grow like wildflower in the desert, to thrive and blossom, to fight and be courageous and strong! Okay on a merrier note, I’m glad i came back I think the airport will always have a special place in my heart. Countless study sessions with people close to my heart, its like more than half of my study sessions were held here! Oh and we used to work here, all the hellos and goodbyes. Good times, good times.

The last time I was here I was a fresh graduate/ still a student. All pumped up about the idea of getting a job and excited about what lies ahead. I’m still excited about whats before me but not so pumped up about life. Met a few uni mates a few days back, the souls so downcast and confused. I stood in the middle of T3 and I suddenly felt so small, which was followed by a sudden shudder and wave of emotions (and so this post). I pray God will grant us the strength to grow like wildflower in the desert, to thrive and blossom, to fight and be courageous and strong!

Okay on a merrier note, I’m glad i came back I think the airport will always have a special place in my heart. Countless study sessions with people close to my heart, its like more than half of my study sessions were held here! Oh and we used to work here, all the hellos and goodbyes. Good times, good times.