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I stepped onto the travelator, refusing to move another inch at my comfortable spot. In my mind there was nothing. If anything, I was merely thinking about the topic relative velocity in Additional Mathematics. Mrs. Gan used to illustrate relative velocity using the principles of a travelator. Many people passed me by. So many of them. I was slightly taken aback by how absolutely no one was like me, just standing still and  allowing the belt bring me to the other end where I would take the green line. I mean, is that not what a travelator is for? If you would want to walk so quickly to the other end, you could walk on normal grounds. Commuters were just rushing to the other end, some of them bumping into me, probably wondering why anyone would stay on the travelator and not move. They seemed so sure where they were going. Why? Why were they so sure but I am not?  Tuesday class ended fifteen minutes early because the lecturer decided that we would love to go home and prepare fo...

I spent the last few days in Taiwan, climbing. I think I haven't climbed that many mountains in a shot in this lifetime. It was however very therapeutic albeit physically draining. I had enjoyed every bit of being in nature and could never have felt more inspired by the mountains and waters. Being there just made me feel like I was home and away from work for ages. Now I totally understand why Mic has to return to Korea every time she is free! The officer at Taoyuan Airport immigration smiled and wished me happy birthday after she had stamped on my passport, whose pages have already been filled with the same stamps of the same country. It was nice of her, really. That smile was one of the friendliest I had seen in Taiwan. On the flight back, turbulence was so bad that I really thought I was going to die on my birthday. While I didn't, I felt very nauseous even after clearing immigration. The cab ride back home made things worse with the driver driving very recklessly on the roa...