I’m currently sitting in the incredibly high-ceilinged living room of this super posh and fancy apartment, the night view of KL city from the 36th floor clear and sparkling in my peripheral vision. This is certainly a peculiar situation I’m in, a peculiar emotion I’m feeling, because no one is here and for the past four days, I have associated this place with my friends, trippy music playing through a boombox over the sound of laughter, and conversations late into the night.
But now there’s only me, a heavy heart, and a trove of wonderful memories spanned over the past few days.
Thank you everyone for the past week, it always makes me so surreally happy to see everyone again. No matter how much time has passed, there is no denying that you guys are the best things to have happened in my life and for that, I will always be eternally grateful.