The other day, I found myself in a fancy downtown cafe, taking refuge from the sweltering heat that usually comes in the middle of the day of the hottest month of the year. I parked myself in a small table for two, right in between tables occupied by, what it seemed like Singaporeans, throwing their infamous lah with reckless abandon. The guy on my right seems adamant about getting his company up and running, seeking advice from a Thai hi-so metro sexual man. While the gay couple on my left can't seem to make up their mind on what entree to order.
I just sat there sipping my Iced Cafe Latte, drowning in the conversations of people around me. I looked straight at the door and zeroed in on the thought that in this moment, I will allow myself to blend in. In this moment, I can forgo the anxiety that comes to being thisclose to being unemployed. In this moment, I don't have to worry about my savings account that is slowly dwindling down to nothing. In this moment, I will be one of them.
