Weather

I have been under the weather for the last 8 years. For the first time in my relatively smooth life, I felt I could no nothing to fight my circumstances. Even running away would have been useless because the oppression I felt would just go with me. It's been like a drought in my heart despite being all wet.

The weather finally change today in Hong Kong which has been living in higher tension for over 5 weeks of sit-in protests that has divided the city. I have been at the edge of my seat watching moves from protesters, China and Hong Kong's government. What I feared was explosive violence and despair. It has depressed, separated and highlighted our preferences in facing authority, oppression and livelihood. It's been about generation, learning and myopia.

I should be depressed along with much of the city that wishes the tension would just go away. But covering up the differences by ignoring it, suppressing it or forcing it would be an outright betrayal of the future. There is still a danger of further deterioration in this protest.

For some reason, the cloudy cool day did not worsen my worry. I saw beyond the clouds, the tension and my personal drought. For even dark clouds can be welcome when the land is parched and thirsty.

I think for me, the resolution of drought is a welling up of water, life and relief from within. I'm no longer under the weather.