Today was simple.
But it meant so much.
Michiko invited me for brunch at Plaza Singapura. We ate, laughed, talked. Then we decided to walk all the way to Ngee Ann City. It wasn’t a short walk, but sometimes the best conversations happen when you’re just walking side by side.
We went into Kinokuniya Main Store @kinokuniya_singapore — and there it was.
My book.
《雷霆一击 Thunderstroke》 sitting quietly on the shelf.
I don’t know how to describe that feeling. Every time I see my book in a bookstore, it still feels unreal. A few years ago, after my stroke, even forming sentences was difficult. Today, I stood in a bookstore holding my own words in my hands.
I took photos. I smiled like a child.
We took a Grab home after that. By the time I reached home, I was tired — the good kind of tired.
Then Michiko quietly took something out of her bag.
It was my book.
She had bought 《雷霆一击 Thunderstroke》 without telling me.
I was so touched. Truly.
It’s one thing for strangers to support your work.
It’s another when a friend chooses to support you quietly, sincerely, without announcement.
Thank you, Michiko.
For the brunch.
For the long walk.
For the laughter.
For believing in my words enough to bring them home.
Some friendships don’t need big gestures.
Just presence. Just heart.
And today, my heart is very full.