So I sit at the window every morning, looking at the Cambodia sky. It's been an experience so far, for good or bad, I can't tell just yet. After all, its only been 3 weeks.

The red building on the horizon. A building, a house, an office? All I know it is painted in red.

My two partners are still asleep, at 12.30pm. What pigs they are.

The streets of Phnom Penh are strangely quiet today.

Maybe it was a right decision not to have anything concrete before I left. Love, it seems, is never easy for me. Perhaps I'm just not cut out for a relationship. I cannot imagine myself making a solid commitment to any girl, calling her almost daily on the phone, sharing my life, outwardly showing the care and concern I sometimes don't even have towards my family and myself.

When it gets lonely, I just fade away. After all, black seemingly is better than red.

So here I am in Phnom Penh, starting a business, starting a new life. New beginnings are never easy, especially so when settling into a "i-think-its-beginning-to-develope" kind of country from the cosmo Singapore.

So far so good I guess, just missing the comforts of fast internet speeds, air-conditioning, decent transport system and so much more, ha!

A week has come and gone, many more to look forward to. Many more days looking at the blue sky, many more nights wandering into the dark one.

Every plane out of Phnom Penh is every wish life will be fine.

Time.

Goodbyes.

What do we make of them?

Departure is edging closer.

The goodbyes, so many, yet lacking.

I still remember and I can't forget.

• Bryan

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