When I should be getting to sleep

Yes, it is 3AM in the morning and all I can do is plan on what I am doing later on in 6 hours or so. A trader never sleeps. We simply give the illusion that we are merely human. Its worse when I get to do some side accounting work for some clients of mine. They lie, they all lie, the lot of them. Brokers, lawyers, bankers, ceos, cfos, engineers, architects, the tax man, the working man, the secretary, teachers, the vicar, plumbers, historians, any unionised organisation, the news, the papers, fashion photographers, the people who write the ingredients on heinz baby food, chinese politicians, the rest of the other politicians, the IMF, the WTO, the mirrors at zara, your momma !

But no. We are special humans. We are psychopaths who will tear down queen and country for one thing and one thing only. Well , that one thing varies, but its within the range below

CAR----CASH----CONDO----CLUB----Curried Lamb

But anyway, I do realise its been a while since I have been home, and maybe its time. I have been having dreams again of that feeling of shiok-ness. Chicken briyani, where for art thou my heart beats? Oh to nestle in thine divine bosom that is laksa and beef noodle. Hast thou forsaken me, oh my chilli crab?

Really, I miss my mom and dad and ben, and my relatives, the places I grew up, the places I fell in love, the places I hung out and near got in trouble but didnt.

But that chilli crab, with a cool corona on the side of the kallang river, watching the planes fly by.

Sigh.

I'll be home, if only in my dreams .