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A Tossed Coin Connected the Fisheye 2 and Me Together

I flipped a coin in the air, telling myself that “Heads” is for "Let’s go" and "Tails" for "Letting go". Hence, the story begins.

I remember I had a quarrel with my mum the day before. I cashed out all the money in the bank, and gave it back to my dad. I told him I don’t need to spend his money, I can survive with my own loan. He was stunned, but with a bit of an evil smile. I guessed he must be thinking that I would beg for the money from him soon. And now, when I look back at my stupid action or so-called “determination” at that time, I was thinking that I used to be so innocent and funny. But then I understood why my dad smirked.

The next morning, the toss of a twenty sen coin sent me to a place – Georgetown in Penang. That was my first time going to a strange place, alone. I went via a shuttle bus. My eyes were searching for a 7-Eleven, which was the place I should stop at, as my friend told me.

A street called Love Lane. A guesthouse named Love Lane Inn. And an unfriendly aunty in charge at the reception counter. I asked for the rate of a single room and left. But then I came back when I found that the one in Love Lane Inn was the cheapest at RM18.00 per night.

I took the map drawn by the aunty. Oh yeah, she treated me well and became friendly after I became a guest under her roof. She explained to me the way to go for some interesting places. I kept on nodding. In fact, I don’t want her to spend too much time on me talking about the map as I knew my terrible sense of direction. It would get me lost in this town no matter what.

I knew myself so well. I got lost in the town, eventually. I wanted to watch a movie, but ended up rounding the same streets several times. Nighttime was coming. I started to get worried. With the help of a different version of maps and through the local people there, I finally got back to Love Lane. My dinner at the street stall nearby, with a cup of watermelon juice, I can still remember.

That was in October 2010, two years ago. Time flies. Every time when I look back at this time, I feel like I am still the stubborn, innocent boy like I was yesterday. I can’t believe that a coin slightly changed my life. Even though the twenty sen coin was not enough for me to buy my dream, it drove me somewhere that I never discovered before. I found what I wanted in life since.

My advice for those who are still struggling in achieving their dreams: don’t let the coin take your life, because you might not always get “heads”.

Follow the voice of your heart. It’ll lead you to where you should be.

written by alive13

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