Singapore blues

November 8, 2011

On top of the Marina Sands Bay Hotel. I feel good. The beer in front of me numbed me just enough so that I don’t feel sorry for myself for being here on my own incapable of sharing this moment with people I love … It’s fine. Sometimes it’s good to be on your own with your thoughts. And being on your own, spoiling yourself on top of this building with a ridiculously expensive beer it’s even better.

People around me are in groups or couples. A bunch of corporates are talking and laughing loudly besides me. There are five or six men and one girl. Asian. She has had a couple of drinks and is visibly excited calling for more alcohol and throwing in French words in the conversation. One of the guys puts his arms around her marking his territory or maybe making a move.

I feel slightly invisible but for once, that is fine… I would not want to be otherwise in this context. Actually I am sure I’m not that invisible… Lonely people in a bar are never invisible… I should look around more, I love people watching… One of my secret pleasures…