When I look back upon my last night as a single man, one thing will surely come to mind:
Thank God for Tesco.
Tesco? Yeah. On my final night, I went to Tesco to look for socks and tea. Way past ten, which explains my gratefulness for stores that upon till late (or never closes at all). No explanation needed for the socks and tea though.
Tesco and socks aside, tomorrow marks a new chapter in my life. For twenty eight years, I've lived the life. Been there. Done that.
Tomorrow I step into unknown territory. For those twenty odd years, I've learned to adapt to new places and surroundings: Starting school in a foreign land, went to Ipoh at thirteen, started my working adult life in the big bad city of Kuala Lumpur, and other new adventures. But this time, I don't know what to expect. Married life is a different life. So people tell me.
"You live your own life."
I've always held on to those words since I started learning that life doesn't always lead you to where you want to be. I can't recall where I first heard those immortal words. It must've been something I read. Or some Oscar-nominated movie. Or maybe an overheard conversation on my many rides on our public transportation system.
Whatever it is, I've learned there is no road map in life. There are no Dummies book either. You live. You learn. Like Alanis used to say.
I miss Alanis Morrisette. Maybe she can shed some light on how married life is. Write a damn song, for goodness sake.
I don't know what to expect tomorrow. Didn't I say that already? Which is true, really. But I'm looking forward to my life ahead. New things to do. New stuff to explore. Where do I go from here? You tell me.
What I can tell you is that this will be my last post before I'm officially a married man. I will continue blogging, which has always been something dear to me. But other than that, I'm about as clueless as Alicia Silverstone.
Goodbye single life. It's been one hell of a ride. Wish me luck for the days ahead. I'll see you when you get there.
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