It's day 5 of Circuit Breaker. We call it CB, apt name for what we are in right now. The above image kept appearing in my mind. I want out of this. I want to be able to step out and fly out and chase waterfalls and bum by the beach and sip a glass of pina colada and hang out by my pipe of grape mint shisha. That's my perfect vacay. I did not get any of that since 2020 started. All I'm riding on is the memories of 2019. On hindsight, I realised what a joy 2019 had been. Awesome bumble dates, nice meetups, joyous reunions and great adventures. What has 2020 been? A fucking pain. And even that mind you, is an understatement. I've been working my butt off without even hitting the gym. By gym, I mean yoga studio and Van's muay thai gym. Those were my staple weekly pleasures. Yes, my life has been a bore. It peaks when the school holidays kick in. That's been the cycle all along, or at least since I was last here. I work like mad, bitch a lot (in silence or wi...