I am perhaps one of the most undecided, easily confused person on the planet. Thinking about the future scares me because I never know what I want. There is something that freezes in me whenever I’m confronted with a decision regarding my future — even if this decision is just for something for the semester, or even for the next month.

But yesterday, talking with the others about how we are going to develop Couch Theatre into a real company; making these plans, these ambitions. I have never been so sure of something in my life; I have never wanted anything so much before. We have it in us to achieve something amazing with Couch Theatre, with this group of wonderfully strange yet passionate individuals I’m lucky to call my friends. And I want to be a part it — I need to be a part of it.

If anything, doing Melancholy with Couch has strengthened my love for theatre. It has made me realise that we just need to be bold enough to start, and good things will start coming our way. 

And I know it’ll be an uphill battle, because of university, because of over-seas commitments, because of the fact that I’m technically not allowed to work for another company so long as I’m a scholar for HPB, but it will all work out. Because at the end of the day, this passion will keep me going; this love for theatre, love for my friends. 

I woke up this morning, with that same sense of sureness I fell asleep with — it’s going to happen, somehow. We’re going to bring Couch Theatre to Singapore. And it will be epic.