I witnessed a woman bleeding profusely as she stumbled from a distance towards me. Her agony seemed to be momentary as I observed a progressively unique facial expression which was too profound to be deciphered. I recognised this unusual feeling which felt like a bosom friend who visits me occasionally. The more I tried to focus on her, the stronger her emotions were coming to me. And I was literally experiencing her. Flashes of images of her walking and crying in the cruel rain, images played out in fast motion explaining how she got to her current state. Eventually, she made a decision to amputate the source of her fatal bleeding. The next moment it was as though all the dark clouds looming above her had cleared. You instantly saw a brand new her.
Carefree yet annoyingly indifferent. Like the happiness of an innocent child who has never experienced any pain. You watched everything being played out and begin to wonder - what mattered didn't matter anymore.
Written by Pamela Pang
Carefree yet annoyingly indifferent. Like the happiness of an innocent child who has never experienced any pain. You watched everything being played out and begin to wonder - what mattered didn't matter anymore.
Written by Pamela Pang