Feeling Old

One of the best pleasures in life is to retreat to the quiet little town of Cyberjaya and have your nicotine fix undisturbed. And watch the smoke and time fly away.

My pleasures in life, at least. Don't have a lot of them left.

Feeling older than I did yesterday. No particular reason though. No birthdays were celebrated. No awards were given.

It is just that aspirations do not aspire like they did before. Dreams do not inspire like they did before. Good will does not give you a sense that the world is on track as it is supposed to be. Not anymore.

And "love" has already become another cliche. 

Maybe this is what old people are supposed to feel like.