I always wanted to be an archaelogist when I was young after watching the Indiana Jones chornology. Being able to travel around the world in search of artifacts completes a illustrious life on earth.

But slowly the reality sinks in, I find myself conforming like the true Singaporean, climbing up the education map, enlisting for NS blah blah. Somehow my dream changed to being a boss of a nice cafe, brewing aromatic coffee with buddha bar music in the background. I think that life unfolds itself when you get to listen to what people talk about at a fixed point. If I were to sit at one place for eternity, I would see all walks of life sail pass time.

I am suffering from withdrawal systoms of my regular fix of Paulo Coelho novels.