Have you ever seen the moon on a cloudless night?
Beautiful isn’t it? A white orb that shines in the sky, enchanting the earth and all those who look at it. Our forebearers have gazed at the moon, and have pondered many questions in life while looking at the moon. “床前明月光…” said a famous Tang poet.
Looking at the moon last night, I think back on what I did in secondary school. Strangely, I am reminded of the duties I carried out during school functions as a councillor. Smart blazers, cool ties. Walking about “professionally”. Being briefed and debriefed by the Student Council Advisors. Looking at someone. Wishing for someone.
Ignorance is bliss, isn’t it? Wished I’d knew that earlier.