Today had been a very spontaneous day. Boss picked me up to go for meeting the hansem buyer, I went. Boss then drove me and Mrs Merchandiser to Suntec to to check out some labels, we went. Boss decided to give me a lift to the Graduation fashion show at National Library, we went (albeit that we were very late and the show was already over by then).

I like being driven around. Look out the car window, observe the buildings, the signs, and wonder what goes on behind the wall, what happened to these places 10 years ago, 20 years ago… Since my family don’t own a car, I often feel it’s a luxury to drive/driven around.

When we drove down Macpherson Road, many buildings appeared suspiciously familiar to me. I felt as thought I’ve ever stayed there before - in the early eighties with my 30something mum & dad and the paternal grandma I always feel I never had. The truth is, I live at Kovan all my life and I was only born the mid-eighties.

Also along Macpherson, those rows of shophouses reminds me of another person again. I wonder how many design firms are situated here, who worked here before, how is their work and life like. Is the workload as heavy and is their life as hectic? How does it really feel like, driving down to their office every morning and off to home late into the night?

I like being driven around. Relax and enjoy the scenery. Daydream and wonder bout other people’s life. But it’s a totally different thing to be the one driving though.