nightride

Being the laziest bugger on the block and having to perform at the same time isn't the most satisfying sticker. It sort of wears off after a while and one looks for opportunities to actually do something more fulfilling than letting oneself be eaten alive by everyday routine while at the same time mindlessly hanging around. To read more, write (did anyone say compose?), sport, get a hobby of a kind. Anything that moves one on.

Abrupt changes are difficult, yet starting easy doesn't hurt. Yeah.

Just wanted to mention how indulging it may be to wake up at 5:30, a deep night for owls and other nocturnal creatures, and go for a stroll in Centennial Park. And then perhaps have a latte in a take-away café slash second-hand bookshop joint on a corner. And have a great laugh, too.