Due to my unusual work life, I woke up at almost 9pm, time where most people here are about to turn to bed.
I'm still recovering from my illness a few days back and giving myself no excuse to be lazy. I left home in an unusual wee hours at 2.40am and started roaming around the neighbour. After the run, I rested at an open space and that's when a gust of wind blown across me with my running shoes off. At this point of time, I felt it's a simple way of feeling good even when there's no one to talk to you, a wind force can be a way of greetings from the mother nature. We were lacking those in Singapore, it's always good to stop and stare at your surroundings, appraise the god damn things around us. People here are living in a place where a normal beings shouldn't be in, moron.
We don't have to spend big bucks just to do simple things which we love. So, the run route ended near to a coffee shop about 1km away from home and $4 for a bowl of my favorite Koka Mee (可口面) that make my short day completed. Why not?

Do we have to be rich to feel good? In some way, emotionally enriched should be the way. But how many of us know the true happiness behind those small little good things in life?





