Its Saturday night. So the week break is gone. So you came back from Ubin and cleared your desk on Monday. Had a nice meeting and a movie, then you rush to Sungei Buloh, have house camp, osl meeting, get wild camp, ORA dinner. On the way to the dinner I was practically comatose due to lack of coffee and food.
Watched the old Rafflesian Alumni back for their gathering. Class of 67, Class of 75… I realised I am afraid to grow old. 45 will be a good age. Hope I will not be a burden to anyone. Maybe its the idea of being alone. In a crowded place sometimes the sense of isolation becomes more acute.
Been reading too much Time Traveler’s Wife.
Well options begin next week. Hope it will be interesting. I just need time to arrange all my ideas.