I can't sleep
I was quite pleased with the way things went in the evening. A pleasant meeting at the Esplanade, much thanks to Mark (Mark Sim, not MarkMark, lol) who was a huge help in providing much needed musical expertise which I lack. Followed by an enjoyable dinner at Soup Spoon, haven't eaten there since JC! My minestrone was a tad disappointing, but the salad was great. Two years ago, I worked with Mark as piano duo partners, and I must say, it's nice and refreshing to work together with him again, in a different capacity. Looking at how everything has proceed til date, I think I have been blessed, thus far.
Mark asked me a whole lot of random questions, all of which provoked quite a lot of thought. For instance, what I planned to do in future. Tough question - at the moment, I'm inclined to say consultancy, but am I good enough? Do I speak well enough? Am I outgoing enough? Sharp-minded enough? In fact, I can't even seem to endure regular working hours. I find myself losing concentration and motivation towards the later part of the day, and looking forward to the clock striking six. I find routine so comforting, but so tedious at the same time.
Oh, while waiting for Mark, I discovered a quaint, nice little corner at the Esplanade library. I can't believe I never noticed, but the view at the newspaper section is splendid- the cityscape along the Shenton area, and the esplanade bay. While reading my book there, I thought I should sometimes just stop by after work to relax and spend some time reading by myself. But being the really boring person that I am, I decided that if I had any such time...
I should just go straight home, run, and practise my ass off.
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