My enthusiastic attempts to learn and experience about the delights of Malaysian food have back fired. No scale needed when I try to fasten my pants.
The pastes, fresh produce and proximity to the supermarket has its risks.
I need to embrace the proximity of the gym, 3 swimming pools, squash court, table tennis all within our condominium building. I have shops nearby which I can walk to, so long as I don't fall down a hole in the road, trip over concrete or fall down an open drain. I am not the most agile person on land anyway. Then there is the traffic to negotiate which as a pedestrian can be more interesting than driving a car. I look and feel very awkward rushing forward to cross the clear road and then having to brake to a holt when a motorbike comes from nowhere. I am just glad that my daughters cannot see my efforts.
My spirit and willingness to make mistakes continues and I wonder when the reality of being so faraway will set. I may as we'll enjoy the ride for the moment anyway. Tomorrow will take care of itself, lah.
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