The Pacific Blues

Currently on a work trip to Papua New Guinea and have been here for about 5 days already. I'll be going back to Singapore tomorrow. I just stepped outside of the hotel today for the first time since I arrived.

Sometimes I just wonder whether life should just be about working 5 days a week for the rest of your life until you retire. It takes up so much time of my life.

When I think about how much time I waste just by going to the office and doing the same thing over and over and over again, I can't help but think that there should be more to life than this. I went to school, went to college, got a job and now make some money. But is this really life? Is this what we're meant to be doing on earth? We have such a short time living and I spend most of my time doing things that are so unimportant. OK I feel that the content of my job itself is pretty fulfilling, but I don't know, there's gotta be something more than living life like this. Everything is just so fixed by society, all the next steps we have to take in life. It's just so exact and ordinary that I want to break out of it.

When I die, I'm not going to be taking anything with me, so even if I save up so much money, what's the point? Sometimes I think that I'd rather just keep moving and explore, make some money along the way just to live by, and just absorb everything that I can see or feel while I can.