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Back here in Singapore, there isn't anywhere much to go. Stayed behind at my hotel room, with only my warm bath tub. I was looking out through the windows behind the window pane and saw the magnificent view of birds flying in the sky. I was looking at that beautiful pattern that they are flying in and it gave me a sense of weightlessness. It is an amazing thing that birds do not fall when they are flying in the sky. After which, I decided to take a stroll around the national library. As I was roaming the library, I saw a row of books, giving different information of different kinds of birds around the world. My legs just rested themselves there and my hands willingly chose a few books to glance through. My eyes were following the words in the book, row by row just like a typewriter but it came to a pause when it entered the page with decription of migrating birds. My brain was processing the information and it felt that the birds are never tied down to one area, aimlessly roaming around, yet aimed to keep themselves in a suitable enviroment, ample supplies and optimum temperature. Looking out of the clear glass window of the library, I finally realised.