Ulog #42 | It's the Bus to Nowhere

As I was sitting in the bus that will take me to the White House in Vietnam, it struck me that I've been doing it wrong all this while. Have I been so blind that I somehow lost myself in this environment and allowed it to suck me dry? Like a sponge, it absorbs all the positive energy within me and what's left of the fire in my soul is being dampened by the cold stiff air within the White House.

With all the creativity and spark that I once had, it seems to have just disappeared and I struggle to find the ME once again. The happy, cheerful, inspiring and motivating ME.

WHERE ARE YOU....

Find yourself fast before you're lost forever. Be true to yourself and remember who you were once. No matter how small the fire and light is within you, it's always there. And if you look hard enough, you will find it back.

I let the sight of the buildings pass by and none interest me although they were all beautifully designed to house the rich and famous. I've tried to fit into the house but then, perhaps I'm not the kind of person to stay in such luxurious homes.

Is it really luxurious ?

How does one define luxury ?

The bus stops at nowhere and I have to get off with everyone else. It's black and white uniformed workers around me. They look like robots; maybe because they behave and work like robots. Just follow instructions and you will be fine.

No terminations; no disciplinary actions; just plain nothing.

I stand next to the security guard house, waiting but I'm not sure what I'm waiting for. It will be the same and unless I walk away, it's only one road for me. It's then that I make a stand for myself. And I know it will never be the same again. But, I'm happy with my decision. Probably the best I've made in the past four months.

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