Time and tide waits for no man

It’s been rather depressing right after my last blog on the triumphant Britishers here in Singapore. The following day, the London blasts happened. Yesterday, I read about Strike 2 in what has been dubbed the “city of fear” by a certain media.

As it is, I’m still waiting patiently for my shoulder to heal. What else can I do but bide the time and catch up on a little reading, also do a little soul-searching. With my cash-flow problem too, I’m practically in paralysis.

I’m told Dumbledore dies, and Snape is the half-blood prince….not that I’m really that interested, but how could you ignore a writer who’s become Britain’s richest woman by writing on the adventures of a little boy after getting the idea while commuting in a train ! Maybe, just maybe one day I’ll go and pick-up the books and start reading. Whoa ! That might spur me on to come up with Confessions of a Private Eye, or something remotely along those lines. Why not, if it can make one rich ? Well, not exactly, but if my cash-flow can improve, why not yeah ?