Been days since I last updated this blog. Just so busy, both at the office and also at the house. No time to indulge in my favorite hobby, writing. It may not be Hemingway but it gives me great pleasure nonetheless. Its a way of releasing some pressure, a relief valve. I was in Bakun for three nights. I am now in KL but the work don't seem to end. There's always urgent things to attend to. In the house, there's the two babies to care for. They are still small. Cannot tell right from wrong. Don't know what danger is. They need my attention all the time. That's why time is now like the oxygen that we breathe. I don't realize it but it flies. Suddenly, its the Friday again.
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