Oddly enough, for someone who likes to stay up late into the wee hours of the night and has difficulty getting out of bed in the morning, I am a creature of the light.
Sunlight makes me very happy.
It inspires me, imparts a bounce into my step, makes me feel alive.
It’s bright, it’s warm, it embraces me.
(Even though I don’t like the humidity that accompanies it right here in Singapore.)
Which is why I love our home, because there’s always light streaming in.
Which is why my current desk at the office is a tad depressing.
I’m stuck in a corner – which is great for privacy but not so great because the light doesn’t get to me.,
Oh, I try to brighten it up with a table lamp, but it’s simply not the same.
And then along comes a coffee shop on campus.
It set up shop at a little strip facing the serene, picturesque garden.
On good days, it has plenty of gorgeous light and a gentle breeze rustling the pages of my books.
And this is where you can find me these days, alone with my iPad and my textbooks.
I plug into my earphones to shut out the world and alternate between typing and reading.
I guess I am really not meant to be a corporate rat.
Yannisms 