It turned out to be a very special journey. One that relaxed me, one that comforted me, one that readied me, one that reminded me. It was if it was all meant to be. That I would get on this bus, and see all the sights I saw. The sights of Singapore, for one good time.

The human mind is a very special thing. It stores snapshots of your life so well, and rewinds it when you get some form of visual ignition. And there I was seeing places I had been before, recalling the times I had there, the people I was with, the emotions, everything so vividly replayed. A journey to an unknown place, yet a journey so familiar.

Why should I be afraid to go? I have had such a great and vibrant time in Singapore, and I will be returning to this life soon. All I need to do is to clear this obstacle. And I will probably return stronger, as an even better person.

Why should I be afraid? I know I can trust what I see. I know I can trust what I feel.

I should be unafraid.