As I am writing this I am seated on the floor of a dusty exhibition space in our national gallery, my thoughts drowned out by a nearby vacuum, accompanied by a counter melody of occasional sweeping: a new facet of internship life. I don't think I've updated this space with coherent words for a long time now and at this moment, I feel like I'm in a good enough place to document life during this summer break: 

(i) completed y2 with barely satisfactory grades.... But I never had a more fulfilling sem growing in my design thinking, lavishing time on my friends and basically enjoying my existence as a design student (ii) praying for providence and opportunities as I sent out at least 8 resumes to different design studios (even the ones I knew were too far from my reach) and before I got replies, (thank You) landed a long term, free lance job and subsequently accepted an internship position at Factory 1611 (iii) meeting beauuuutiful people at work, learning what it takes to survive in the creative industry, observing (!), asking questions, getting lots of weird but accurate analogies about life in general. Realizing that chasing a dream can be so so so tangible, living breathing being inspired everyday in the littlest ways. Heart is full. (iv) discovering God in a new whole way this season and it's not necessarily the most pleasant thing. I think most of the time our breakthroughs come at an uncomfortable cost- a loss of security within what is familiar, a loss of identity, a loss of stability, a loss of pride. it is in no way a loss, but to our myopic, logical minds, something is still taken away; loss demands time to grieve. And that's okay. 

I recently read somewhere that the best thing about being human, is about being alive. It's about breathing, it's about opening your eyes every morning, it's about being able to do simple things like taking a long walk in a midnight drizzle and watching light disappear every single evening. I'm thankful that I exist. And that every single day, no matter how bad it gets, what matters is that I'm still here. Still breathing. Tomorrow will always be brighter, it will always hold more love, more hope, more excitement and adventure. This is the light of this season and every other season that follows: better, brighter days are ahead.