The next few entries are a backlog written on pen and paper as I serve a one week reservist training in the Singapore Army.
Lying here in the bunk, on the other side of Singapore. Doing the “man” thing, protecting my country. I’ve come to realise that the worth of a man, his very essence, lies not in his accomplishments or his career, but in the people he loves and the people that love him.
put the country in front of us will make us really tiny.