CNY 2013

It's the night before I return to work after a wonderful week long Chinese New Year break and my heart heaves with that familiar feeling of dread. After all the joy of being together with family, feasting endlessly on good food and wine and partying, it seemed that CNY just came and went so quickly. With all the "aliens" (country folk) gone back to their "planets" (home states), the Klang Valley was devoid of its usual hustle and bustle. In its place, peace and quiet gently settled upon the capital of Malaysia. Less people, less traffic, less noise. I did not need to breathe in the putrid smoke coming from the old chain-smoking dragon who lives next door, not did I need to listen to the terrible screeching of the violin from the tone-deaf neighbour behind. Even my strange dreams disappeared and I woke up each morning feeling well rested. If only this could continue for 365 days a year. Alas, all good things must come to an end as the city resumes its usual pace tomorrow and my strange dreams begin again.

The crocodile, the witch and the desert

Hooray! It's the start of a long weekend and I finally have some "me" time to catch up on new posts for my blog. I have been terribly exhausted at the end of each week that all I do on weekends is just sleep in to recuperate from the energy-draining analysis work that I do. I have never felt so fatigued in my life before in all my 5 years since I first joined the workforce. Perhaps old age has finally started to creep in. My youth will be diminished and dark circles will start appearing under my eyes. My hair will start to fall and a lobe of fat will appear around my waistline.

The only interesting bit in my life is that my dreams have been extremely random and vivid lately. I once dreamed that I had to cross a broken bridge over a swamp inhabited by a giant crocodile. In another, I was safe inside a wooden house with three witches waiting for me outside. On a separate occasion, I dreamed I was in Darwin (although I have never been to Darwin before!) watching a thunderstorm heading my way through a large glass window from the safety of a friend's house. In my dream, I pictured Darwin to be a barren desert inhabited by wargs (large, wolf-like creatures from Tolkien's Middle Earth). In each dream, I can feel my chest pounding from fear and anxiety, and it leaves me feeling exhausted each morning when I wake up to go to work.