Bliss

Sipping a tea, waiting for the wife to finish work, right in the centre of this part of the known universe - Starbucks outside City Hall MRT station. Reading an article in the Economist on happiness and the human life. Contemplating own satisfactory level of happiness (touchwood) while sniffing for the unmistakable scent of change. Sending wisecrack SMSes to distant close friend. Taking in the world as it passes by. In a Christmas hurry.