Sweet sweet rainwater...

Singaporeans must be made of sugar and spice and everything nice.

That's why they fall apart in the rain.

They fall down, their cars skid, they get into road traffic accidents, they are scared to touch rain water...

Choices

What's wrong with choice? What's wrong with no choice?

No choice is sometimes easier.

This *has* to go out

This is probably my 5th attempt at publishing something since 2011 began.

Work is not that bad. It's hectic and random but I rather enjoy it because... because. I think it is good to enjoy work and I appreciate things better, especially when I'm in my post-retirement job.

I now understand Mary Poppins better, when she sings,

In every job that's to be done
There is an element of fun
You'll find the fun and snap the job's a game

In every task you undertake
Becomes a piece of cake
A lark, a spree
It's very easy to see...

- excerpt from "A Spoonful of Sugar"

Now, thank god I've not have to resort to the spoonful of sugar or I'll really expand exponentially (given the amount of work to be done).

Still when you are able to toss out career prospects and forget about promotions and ranking and so on and concentrate on getting the job done, you realise you can be in a position to negotiate things far better than before.

Maybe that's why people say we create our own cages. I've broken free and I stay happily free.