Recently, a friend and former colleague passed away in his sleep, much to the surprise of all of us he left. He was young—in his early 40s. You could say there still was more to life at that age.
But life goes on. We amble forward.
Before I begin to even delve into the many things that I feel lucky to have (which is not the intention of this post), I understand that it sounds as if I'm smug about the privilege that I have.
Of course, allow me to defend myself, and say that I mean it with utter humility, the way I just said how lucky I am.
However, I know full well that there is always that other layer of meaning, that unsaid message that is just underneath the statement: that there is an undeniable confluence of privilege that I have received, which is not readily available to the rest.
Where did the year go? (And how many people across the world are saying the same thing?)
Truth be told, there were times when I'd remember a memory (the Coldplay concert in Taiwan, for example) and realize that it happened just not too long ago.
A few days, a few weeks, a few months back.
HELLO, MY NAME IS EVAN TAN.
I'm a writer and communications professional based in Manila, Philippines. Outside of my regular job, I like to travel, work out, volunteer, watch movies and plays, go to art galleries/ fairs and museums, read books, and eat vegetarian food.
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