Next Door

Taking a cab home from work late tonight I had a second to reflect on an interesting coincidence: my office is now located (we’ve moved recently which brings up a different but equally funny note; I’ve changed office 5 times since coming to Singapore, but I’ve only changed jobs twice… I guess since I’ve managed to put a stop to my habit of moving house once a year that was going on for 12 years now that I own a house, somehow that curse has been transferred to moving office way to often… And now that this parenthetical reference has dragged on so long that, like a freshman reading Kant, you can’t remember what the main sentence was talking about we return you to your normally scheduled programming…) in the building next door to the building that housed my office when I first moved to Singapore in 2004.