I have been dreaming of having an online job. That way, I don’t have to go to work each day, and I can plan my own holiday, whenever I want. I was thinking of being a travel writer. There are so many travel writer jobs offered on the Internet. But then, you will have to travel a lot first to be able to write about the journey. I don’t have the time to travel because of my 9 to 5 work.
You see, I only have 6 days off for this year, the other 6 days have and will be cut off for voluntary (read: obligatory) national day off. Normally, employees here have about 12 days off in a year, and you just can’t have it all in a row. Sigh.
I always pity the soldiers because of the nature of their work. If I may put it roughly, their life belongs to the country. No more freedom for them. But of course, there are people who are destined to be soldiers and enjoy the work immensely. Now I am starting to feel like those soldiers who I think have lost their ultimate freedom. (Of course, I am exaggerating in many ways 
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It’s the attachment that I don’t think I can resist anymore. It’s the responsibility of having to show up each morning at work even though when I wake up one morning, I would love to wake up to the sound of a river while being caressed by morning sun which is peeping through the cozy hut in the jungle far away, instead of dreading a boring day at work sometimes :D
(Dear God, I’m not complaining, I hope, I am just sharing 
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