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helvetiusI think the thing I miss most about not working is the long walking journeys. I pretty much walked everywhere in NUS, especially in the middle of the night where I would go to the track with the (ex) room-mate and take the long winding route back to hall (before checking the washing machines and then hanging the laundry, which is the best bit). Then there were the trips where there was much walking to explore, cut cost and avoid cheating cab drivers.
Nowadays, one is too tired or one's feet hurt from all the wearing of heels in the office (and to stomp up and down a hill... yes, the office is atop a hill) everyday or what one would rather do is to catch up on some sleep.
Growing old is painfully boring.
Nowadays, one is too tired or one's feet hurt from all the wearing of heels in the office (and to stomp up and down a hill... yes, the office is atop a hill) everyday or what one would rather do is to catch up on some sleep.
Growing old is painfully boring.
