foreword

Nothing can be more atrocious than Nasi Lemak without its Chili sauce.

Nothing.

…And back to that feeling of stasis again, this time magnified by the task at hand. This is one thing that I will not let myself put to waste – it will say a lot. It will do a lot, whether it turns out positively or otherwise. This is where there is a fork in the road, and the car refuses to steer right; I’ll need to put in all my might for this one to go right. Left is downhill, and I left my brakes at home.

Straight up is a tree, and I really don’t want to go there.

It’s nice to use metaphors in my head. I know I’d never own a car in this beautiful, sunny, expensive island, but at least I can drive one in my mind. A good 4WD Landrover at that, there’s no other choice – our brains aren’t exactly smooth paths for a vehicle.

Stasis. I’ve got to get that dreaded word out of my life.