Steve Irwin's death left the world in disbelief but the general sentiment was that at least he died doing what he loved best. Incidents like this throw into the obvious one of the unsaid and unadmitted truths of all man- the fragility of life. And it made me wonder if we have been too ignorant of it even at our level. How we are always complaining of odds being stacked against us, things not going our way and so on. The realisation of the fragility of life forces us to relook our expectations and perhaps makes us more thankful for what we have. Often we overlook the times when the odds favour us, our expectations distorted to the extent that we think that it is a given that things will go our way and so choosing to make a big fuss whenever the balance tips slightly in the other direction.

我的你
总是迟疑
连吻别也要隔著玻璃
我的你
在我指缝间远离去

这城市太过拥挤
满座的爱情电影
我用力推不开回忆

担心
你的单心
怕你将我想起
在那微寒的夜
寂寞来寻
最好是屏住你的呼吸

哦...担心
我的单心
你就这样放心
我却如此愿意
竟然愿意
用白天
用黑夜
用思念
拥著你

[陈洁仪-担心]