I have been mighty stressed of late because of (surprise surprise) work. Sometimes (actually many times) I wonder why I care so much, why I get so harassed when I cannot complete my tasks. After all, when we are minutes away from breathing our last, what really matters isn't how many tasks we've completed or by when, but who our lives impacted and how.

I was somehow reminded of this when I saw a tiny pair of pale pink shoes left in the middle of a carpeted lounge, abandoned for happy, carefree, barefooted pursuits. What I would give to feel that way again.

Moving poem that I just had to share

I slept and dreamt that life was joy;

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I awoke and saw that life was duty;

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I acted, and behold, duty was joy.

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- Rabindranath Tagore

Days of Yore

I just had a long, personal chat with a colleague I adore and will miss when she has to leave. I hear sounds of trickling water from the prawn tank she inherited from someone else, the beeping tune of reversing trucks from the construction site next door and the low whirring of my tiny, overworked laptop.

It is 10pm on a Friday night, and this loser is still in the office.

I can't help but think about the incredible Sri Lanka holiday, so near yet so far. Food, kites, tuk tuks, nausea, curry, trains, tea, curry, nausea, braised cabbage...

Here's a photo I took at the train station - the little boy who made time pass in the blink of an eye.

Shadows, textures and shapes

More beauty around than we can wrap our heads around. Went to the Bukit Batok Nature Reserve last weekend and was floored by the amazing shadows, textures and shapes created by mother nature. The way the baby ferns are all curled up at first and how they slowly unfurl their delicate sheets left me in awe.

The Garden

I went to The Garden and had a very emotional rush of happiness. Also felt unbelieveably inspired.

Imagine flying around a city in a helicopter then drawing the landscape of the city purely from memory. Impossible? Think again. I hope he does one of Singapore one day.

Letterpressinpsired

Everytime I feel a little bored with work or when I'm looking for something to feel inspired all over again, I'd visit a couple of staple blogs on the links list.

Over the past month, I've been increasingly drawn to the idea of starting a little letterpress hobby. The problem is getting the letterpress machine. Shipping them from the US seems really expensive. Does anyone have any idea??