Random question: Can birds suffer from a fear of heights?

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I watched a play with WW the other day at DBS Arts Centre. It was a story of a handicapped girl who went to heaven after dying in a failed operation. Together with another angel, she embarked on a journey of her past life and lives of those around her. All of them had tried to scale the ladder of worldly pursuits. She was below the lowest rung. Owing to her handicap, she was cruelly denied the chance of fulfilling her ambition to become a nurse. However, she did not give up on life. Instead, she continued to bring colour to other peoples' lives; the aged at the home where she volunteered, an ah-beng friend turned successful businessman, an engineer who finally pursued his first love of photography after years of denial and a man who saw the best in her.

WW asked me what did I find saddest about the play. I said that it was the part where the girl had thought she was not good enough for the kind-hearted, good-looking undergraduate. Time is precious. They wasted a lot of time. She died on the day they were going to collect their wedding photos.

The story was beautiful. It was about pursuing dreams which seem unreachable. Of giving up stability for something you have a passion for. Of living on courageously and choosing happiness when one is denied of even the right to pursue one's ambition.

I am inspired to move on with a greater stride.

Okay, let's not talk about what happened a few days ago. Let's talk about today. Today, I received food. Like it dropped down from the sky. Some regular customer bought a hotdog sandwich and blueberry waffle for me and I was too shocked to react in the few seconds she came to and left my counter. Thank you. It wasn't just having food to eat after a tiring day but realising that there still are people who actually give without expecting anything in return.