Saturday, May 07, 2016

Mid-Life, anybody?

Sometimes, these days, I would sit in front of the computer and contemplate. For hours if I might add. Just thinking about the future and life, with the most desperate question almost unfailingly presenting itself—Will I have enough to buy a house for me to live in? Will I be earning enough to have a car? Will I be bale to live the tai-tai dreams?  I am after all 34 now, and am turning 35 in a few month. In 2017, I would be 35 and very much be eligible to buy a HDB flat to live on my own. With the price of housing sky-rocketing every year, will I be able to sustain myself and buy a flat that I can call my own?

I suppose as you aged, there are many things that will become a concern. HDB, health insurance… you know the things that most grown-ups think about, minus the idea of having children. Oh, don’t get me wrong. I do want children… just not sure how, if you know what I mean.

I don’t know. This may be what you call mid-life crisis. I call it crisis. Period.

I shall try to sleep these questions off. If they don’t go by tomorrow, I am gonna get myself Panadol.