Life in Singapore is like parking with poles, you plan, you strategise, you follow closely to the method given, and you complete your task. But when the poles are taken away, you only have your eyes to see and your instincts to follow. There's no easy way, no set way, no fool-proof way, you have to trust in your own ability in order to be successful.
it's down this path again,
the light at the end of the tunnel,
is but a myth.
I needa go for drink, drank, drunk.
The world is making us all dark, damaged, weather-beaten individuals. Our old beliefs have been stripped away, old practices done away with. It's time for a change.
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