Would I feel the pain if I have never been there myself? Would I understand the soil and toil if I’ve never experienced similar predicament before? Would I envisage the unspeakable pressure and almost insurmountable discomfort if I have never been placed in the same shoes then?
More importantly, could I pull myself away from my own personal emotions, remain fair and unbiased in my judgement before placing those frustrating numbers into the spreadsheet I loathed in the past?
I was warned of what I was to encounter. But nothing could have prepared me better anyway. I guess it’s just something I have to go through to truly understand what it is like looking at things from a different light. Perhaps I’ve gotten “too involved” - that was what a good friend of mine told me over the phone this evening.
Just because you’re paranoid, it doesn’t mean they’re not out to get you
Wind down and put it behind you. Walk away with a clear conscience and the understanding that you did all you could under the most adverse of circumstances.
I was going to post the lyrics to some Malay song with the refrain “Kuala Lumpur, Kuala Lumpur” just to bug you but I couldn’t find it on the web.
Too bad.
Sooth: You’ll just have to come home and haunt me then, while I’m still alive and kicking