It is time for all of us to grow up. Starting with me.

The world is not a pretty bed of roses. I should have guessed, from the first day my sense of smell failed me. Why fight the inevitable? Let's all be pragmatists. Let's all be true-blue Singaporeans. (Note: Those nouns were not meant in any derogatory senses whatsoever) Let's give up on believing in all that is beautiful, because beauty always fades away.

Better in time? Pshaw! If you don't understand why I scoff at the expression, then you shouldn't be reading this post.

Everything has to end.
Everything has to die.
Everyone dies.
Such is life.

Why bother living, what with the pre-determined direction our lives have taken from our very first breath?