Quarantine in Singapore
These 2 weeks of quarantine made me respect Nelson Mandela even more. I had a golden jail with probably one of the best views in the world, but still being closed between 4 walls is not natural for human beings. I suddenly realized how much we are made to be free, to have the freedom to go anywhere, to be physically connected to others. And I think.. How the h*** did N. Mandela complete 27 years in the worst conditions that anyone could be subject to? This is not human.
It’s been 330 hours that I’m looking down on the Lion City and that I have been dreaming about my life down there. The more I wait the more I expect. I cannot wait to jump in this ever-moving and intriguing city.
Funny enough, every time I look down on the neighborhood I see something new… A futurist outdoor lift, a rooftop pool, a hidden garden… I even tried to count the floors of nearby buildings but my eyes got lost counting.
I have been facing East for 14 days, and it’s cool to watch the sunset but after a while I realized I’m more of an evening guy so I was happy to find a permanent flat facing West. Every evening I watched the sunset reflection on buildings in front of me, envying them. I cannot wait to see it in real, and to have another panorama.
People say I’m crazy to want another view than the one I have now, which is just fantastic. Indeed it is, but I realized how the human brain gets bored quickly, and wants to see something different. Curiosity and diversity is the fuel of life. Without these we are lost.
The feeling is reinforced when it is your first time in this city. My subconscious only knows Singapore from this balcony view, and consequently I’m surprised every time I see a picture of Singapore downtown from another perspective. My brain struggles to imagine something it has only processed from a point of view when other points of view come in. I feel like this fact can be found in people’s behavior when they’ve only heard one single speech, one single vision. People living under the Nazi regime or in communist USSR had a hard time imagining (and accepting) another view than the one they’ve had and grown up in. If I get this feeling in only 2 weeks, can you imagine the result after decades of brain washing and single vision?
I am very much looking forward to see further right and further left than my 180° view. As soon as I’m out I’ll go visit the other half behind me.
