Maybe lesser sunshine will be better, but it wouldn't be me anymore. It is like a porcupine, it cannot survive without the needles.

Cycling @ ubin tmr! Gonna see chek jawa! :D Feel the wind blow and give me some space to unwind myself. Maybe things will get better.

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