Sis is blasting her erhem, Andrew Williams' album. It's close to midnight now.

Wrote on some paper while I was travelling home tonight.

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It's 10.35 p.m. The train I'm on is quite empty compared to the morning madding crowd and there are still quite a number of stations before I reach my destination. People around me are chatting, getting some shut-eye, looking tired. It's the usual weekday night when people just want to go home and rest. As for me, I'm just writing because I don't want to fall asleep.

It had been a rather long but fruitful day. Was rather focused and productive during work and managed to catch a nap during lunchtime. It was about 20 minutes but it felt like I had a long, long nap. Complete unconsciousness. Well, it really helped. I'm still feeling awake. Last Tuesday's meeting at SCS was really a torture because I was ill-prepared, depressed and extremely exhausted. Today it was rather fine. We even had a drink and chat after the meeting.

Things are better now I guess. Realised that I have been pushing myself too hard. Too many 12-hour working days cooped in my little cubicle, staring at the computer screen. So I made a change. Go home at six or seven even when I don't finish my work for the day (anyway, work can never be finished) and I try to get things organised at home. My life at home. Tried doing laundry on a weekday night last week and it turned out to be a rather enjoyable experience. I mean, it's quite a not-fun thing to do during the weekends. I practically hand-wash all my working clothes. However that weekday night, I just washed and washed. I sang, thought about quite a lot of things while handwashing clothes and I basically felt quite happy. It's quite ironic, I tease my colleague about her going marketing and mopping the floor all the time but now I'm enjoying something similar.

As I did laundry on the weekday, I did nothing much during the weekend but read and watch tv and sleep. Yesterday, I went out to dinner and to the library on the spur of the moment. It made me feel that hey, I'm leading a very ordinary life but I'm feeling happy. I'm happy doing all these simple things. I actually didn't have to think so hard and feel sad about nothing materialising. It's just that I didn't believe that things can be so simple.