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I've always seen myself as someone who dreams. After all, who doesn't? The cold, hard reality of the world can really drive one nuts these days. So every now and then, I prefer to allow myself to sink into that beautiful, carefree world of fairy tales and wonderland.

Funny how it hurts when you land back onto reality with a bump eh?

I remembered the conversations I had with my friends yesterday when we went out for our group gathering. We had this awesome session at a board game cafe, and after that we strolled around leisurely around the Singapore river, which as usual was filled with that nostalgic, carefree feeling.

"So why not get a job? After all you aren't doing anything while waiting for National Service anyway." My friend asked me casually, yet I could sense that reprimanding tone in his voice.

"Oh well, you know me. I'm lazy and there aren't really any jobs suited for me!" I shot back with my usual answer, knowing full well a lecture was coming.

But somehow, listening to what my good friends had to say about me not finding something to do, awakened something in me. Much like a stone thrown into the calm river, creating a wave of ripples in the azure blue waters. At that time, I probably landed back into the real world from my dreamland.

Not with a hard bump though.

Probably more like a gentle feeling, like a sharp poke your classmate gives you to wake you up when you're sleeping sneakily during that particular boring lecture. Maybe it is because I realised I don't really have time to idle around anymore, or maybe because I wanted to be able to buy that particular bag or pair of shoes. I suddenly felt like finding a part time job.

But for now, I still think I will want to jump onto that comfortable, inviting bed of mine; abandon all thoughts and feelings, and allow myself to sink back into that carefree, stress-less fairytale land.

After all, it doesn't hurt to dream a bit, does it?





sitting at a roadside cafe with a nice, soothing cup of icy peppermint milk tea, Den wonders at the fast-changing pace of the society and life. But then again he decides to just be a casual onlooker, and slowly sips his drink as the people weave in and out of the busy crowd, each with their different destination to go to.