Watching A City Fall Asleep

It works as long as you can keep awake, by which point, if you kept at it for an hour or so, you’d be wondering why you were doing it in the first place.

(And proceeded to either the TV, bed, or another hour on the Internet).

It’s a little like abstract art; that subtlety in pointlessness that only has a point if you make it to be. It’s actually quite beautiful.

(And, undoubtedly, very pointless, especially after that first hour).

I got to do that thanks to the great folks at Nokia, who made sure that I’m on the 9th floor at the very least, which has a generous view of the (Singaporean) Fountain of Wealth and the streets that encircled it. They also made sure that I’m well fed, well entertained and well exhausted, with an Amazing Race type game to keep us occupied for the evening. It was fun, and tiring, but mostly fun.

Back home now, and doing my bit to fulfil that self promise, though frankly not to the extent of what I would’ve liked.

But I’m dreadfully tired.

And I’m just short of falling asleep writing (typing) this. Maybe a little more tomorrow.

And then, of course, there’s another promise I have to fulfil. I shall get to that. Tomorrow.

Goodnight folks.