Yep.. 6 more working days... and about 9 days in Singapore left.
It's like wrapping up a big part of your life and they way you have been living... which reminds me of this recent dream.
I've always thought it is impossible to die in a dream. The ego is too strong to kill itself, even in a dream. But I dreamt I died... well very close to it. Everything was turning dreamily white...and I knew that was it! In fact, as morbid as it soundsI didn't even tried resisting dying... and was maybe a split moment away from it when I said, "Wait! My son! He's too young!"
and then I return to earth.
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