Odd

I'm always reminded and fascinated by the two characters from a serial that I've seen. One is cold on the outside and warm at the inside, and the other is warm on the outside and cold at the inside.

For those who know me, no points for guessing which one do I belong to.

The fact is, I don't think I will ever be able to muster the least bit of love for anything. Everything is designated as merely duties. It feels ridiculous to ask for anything more. It feels absurd to ask me what I love doing, what I want to do when I grow up and all that related stuff.

It's not to say I don't put in as much effort if I consign everything to Duty. It's just that I don't get that involved if anything collapses. That's the point. I don't feel anything, much less if it collapses.

Of course, the downside is, most of the time, you are alone in your undertakings.