My greatest regret is not picking up where I left off. A pity our society is so 'practical' that performing arts isn't even money-making, that being the dominant reason why I tried to kill the passion.
The more I think about it, the more I wanna enrol into a dance class and get myself back in dancing. Profesisonally or not, that depends on many varying factors.
I made that. One piece of steak is missing cos Terence couldn't wait. And there was fish too. But anyway, food no matter how simple takes effort. So here's a toast to chefs.
No one had food poisoning within 24 hours so technically I pass.
