Here I am blogging at 1 a.m. in the morning. Don't ask me why.

There are so many things that I wished to blog about. To just write my thoughts and feelings down before I forget about them. Yet, I know that in the end, it would be impossible to record all here.

I just finished reading two books by Paulo Coelho, "Eleven Minutes" and "By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept". Guess I had developed a fondness for his books after reading "The Alchemist". Basically, there's a common theme that runs through these books, which is about chasing after our dreams. In The Alchemist, the shepherd boy was searching for treasure, while in Eleven Minutes, the prostitute, Maria, was looking for love. I also started reading "Tuesdays with Morrie" again.

It is as if I had re-discovered the joy of reading once again. I remembered that during my secondary and JC days, I had loved reading. But somehow, I didn't read that much during my Uni days, except perhaps the textbooks and reading materials.

To me, one of the simple pleasures of life is to have a good book to read, and a nice glass of milk to drink (But then again, I'm lactose intolerance. Haha). Yes, I know I can be easily contented.

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In a blink of an eye, the first quarter of the year had already passed. It seemed like so many things had happened during the past three months. Yet at times, it seemed as if nothing has changed.

Three months into the new system, work has more or less settled down for most of us, except for a few problems that somehow refused to go away. But other than the occasional hiccups, things appeared to be back on track, and once again, I am able to leave the office before 7pm on most days.

At times, I feel that it is so easy to get stuck in the rut when things are going well. The temptation to stay in our comfort zones and not move. After all, what is the point of getting out into the unknown, one might ask?

Oh Lord, what do you want me to do?