My end is beginning.

Sometimes when you look at a task in its entirety, one is overwhelmed. However, when broken up into its constitutive parts, its actually not that bad. And sometimes, all you have to do is "write" (I speak for myself here).

I often keep a notepad with scribblies, especially when I am off to a heritage sight in any city. A few months ago, I wrote of how I dont feel at home anywhere, especially Singapore, where I am treated more or less like an 'Ang Moh'. As I walk through the city, especially older parts of Singapore, I no longer feel anxiety or the burning stares of the locals. I wouldnt say I feel at home, I'm not quite sure how that feels anyway, but I do feel comfortable and relaxed. For me, this is enough.

I think I have struggled with this blog. I dont like to write about day-to-day things, but I have. It is very unlike me to keep my mouth shut most times anyway. It is kind of useful and interesting to look back on old posts and see a progression or a lapse in development, or dare I say, maturity.

My sleeping schedule is once again getting out of control. I have had barely 7 hours in total over the past 3 days, i.e. barely 2 hours a night!!

50 minutes of stairs this am 260 (slow)
50 laps in the pool and these were very welcome in this weather. Just over 2 miles in the water took me 41 minutes - not bad!