Board the MRT today at about six in the morning. I was looking forward to get a seat and read my book after a five hours bus ride from Kuala Lumpur. Ah, the train arrives, but the carriage was filled with people. I din know my fellow citizens have to leave really early for work.

Most of the lucky commuters that were seated, were sleeping comfortably. And almost everyone carried this gloomy look on their faces. It was as if they were being cursed and there was no other way to break the spell.

I realised that I am very lucky to have a job sitting in an air conditioned office, with all my music at my fingertips and basically just doodling and dreaming up stuffs.

"So stay humble. And less whining, pls" I promise myself.