Satire
You probably have a small window in your day that feels like it belongs to you. For you, it might be late evening. The house is quieter. The work noise fades. You finally sit down with the idea that now you can think, read, or work on something that actually
Satire
In Singapore, “can” means yes. It also means maybe. It also means no, but I don’t want to explain. It also means I heard you, I acknowledge your existence, and I would like to exit this conversation peacefully. “Can” is not a word. It’s a multi-purpose tool. Ask
Satire
I didn’t plan to become unemployed. Nobody ever does. It’s not like primary school where the teacher asks, “Next time, what do you want to be?” And some kid says, “Unemployed with dignity.” But here I am. Let me confess how life quietly reorganises itself when your monthly