A Singaporean Story

Before the half drunkeness wears off

It is 20 minutes to 1am

Congratulations on the 3rd year at your first job

3 years ago today

nothing was planned.

Something was.

You believed that money buys you freedom

And you still do.

That money buys you freedom.

Your 401k's equivalent is a CPF

You have more now

Your tongue is stained purple

From the tannin of cheap wine

From a friend's client's appreciation dinner for clients

An adult's life is all about flattery and exchanges

What is real anymore

Other than the buzz you feel after 4 glasses of red wine

I used to prefer white

You can't sleep

Even if you do

It's not restful

Nothing is

You are tired

Because the environment made you so

Only money can buy you out of this mess

you still believe it so

And now you're here

Believing that 'enter' on the keyboard can prolong each waking moment

until when your world does not spin when your eyes closes

and when they do close

there is no dream

only darkness

restful darkness

Is the solace of a working adult

In the Singapore story

Congrats on the 3rd year anniversary of work

Where there is nothing

But the grind

But the grind

Until time passes

and fades

and your 401k equivalent looks fuller

to buy you peace when you are 80 or 90

I need rest

Real Proper Rest