im balding. i think too much. i think so much that i ever wonder to improve the capacity of MRT trains so that it wont be squeezy every morning. and to hope that the green uniforms have some protection layer against lethal mosquitoe bites. i cant stop this mind. it will always keep spinning.

one of the superiors passed away last week. left a young kid and a wife. it just reminds me that life is so vulnerable, perhaps an hour, today, two weeks later. you will never know the time when everything are useless. time drifts and people forget you. its just you now 7 foot deep realising the heart stopped beating. and the soul becomes lonely. and to remind myself, for im still breathing Gods invention get the loved ones insured and not to leave them suffering without you. and to prepare proper for the afterlife. im two cents worth.

miss you and love you.

Peace