While you are reading this, I am already on a break up North (not Yishun, lah, further up). Yes, it is officially a break. As in breaking away from the self-imposed mental chains that bind me to my work. I am not a workaholic, mind you. Far from it. But when I work it takes a lot out of me. Some people call this dedication or passion. I call it idiocy.
Anyway, would I be blogging? Nope. Would you if a bowl of thick assam laksa is calling out your name, followed by a cool bowl of chendol? Enough said.