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Sunday, February 21, 2016
It frightens me a little how fragile I appear to myself to be.
After taking care of my identity card issued over 11 years ago for over a decade, one slip and it's seemingly gone, together with my 18-month-old wallet, contained within, as well as the roughly $40 or so it contained and other miscellanous name and bank cards.
I cancelled all the functional bank cards within 24 hours.
I thought I would only be sad for a day or so, but it has been almost five days, and I have a little trouble keeping my sadness and vulnerability down, although I am still hopeful that an honest person has picked up my belongings and used the money enclosed to mail the item back to the address on my card.
And to console myself, I have to give gratitude for all the things I already have and may be taking for granted more than I should - a relatively high level of cash in my investment portfolios, free lodging and an ability honed over the past two years to survive on minimal food intake.
In fact, I have enjoyed free lodging for almost 86 consecutive months this February, spiting my 'parents' whom I belatedly discovered never wanted me at all and made me slave to their will all my life, wasting two decades of it unnecessarily in a soul-less place called Singapore after dictating that I had to study there in 1988.
In all, I have taken back an estimated $100,000 in costs forgone(lodging, food, petrol) as well as earned three times that in freelance income.
It's only a small proportion of the fortune inherited, but also squandered, by the evil man that brought me into this life, in casinos and stockmarkets throughout the '70s, '80s and '90s. Also, it offsets the substantial sum I spent paying for rental and food in a hostile, foreign country foisted on my against my wishes from 1999 - 2008.
It sounds mean, I know, but sometimes thinking in this way is the main thing that gets me through rough days with meagre income in unfavourable economic conditions!
I've gradually come to the realisation that I don't have to waste time wishing that person(s) ill, or hoping that he gets his comeuppance, because being ignorant of the fact that contemporary life is ever-changing and that one has to adopt new ideas and discard olds ones, at the age of 78, is punishment enough for that evil man!
Further ill-fortune will befall him in the years to come, I'm certain of it!
I cancelled all the functional bank cards within 24 hours.
I thought I would only be sad for a day or so, but it has been almost five days, and I have a little trouble keeping my sadness and vulnerability down, although I am still hopeful that an honest person has picked up my belongings and used the money enclosed to mail the item back to the address on my card.
And to console myself, I have to give gratitude for all the things I already have and may be taking for granted more than I should - a relatively high level of cash in my investment portfolios, free lodging and an ability honed over the past two years to survive on minimal food intake.
In fact, I have enjoyed free lodging for almost 86 consecutive months this February, spiting my 'parents' whom I belatedly discovered never wanted me at all and made me slave to their will all my life, wasting two decades of it unnecessarily in a soul-less place called Singapore after dictating that I had to study there in 1988.
In all, I have taken back an estimated $100,000 in costs forgone(lodging, food, petrol) as well as earned three times that in freelance income.
It's only a small proportion of the fortune inherited, but also squandered, by the evil man that brought me into this life, in casinos and stockmarkets throughout the '70s, '80s and '90s. Also, it offsets the substantial sum I spent paying for rental and food in a hostile, foreign country foisted on my against my wishes from 1999 - 2008.
It sounds mean, I know, but sometimes thinking in this way is the main thing that gets me through rough days with meagre income in unfavourable economic conditions!
I've gradually come to the realisation that I don't have to waste time wishing that person(s) ill, or hoping that he gets his comeuppance, because being ignorant of the fact that contemporary life is ever-changing and that one has to adopt new ideas and discard olds ones, at the age of 78, is punishment enough for that evil man!
Further ill-fortune will befall him in the years to come, I'm certain of it!
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