Every morning when i step out off the train at toa payoh, i usually feel very good about myself when i see my own reflection in the glass panels on the opposite platforms. Lately, im beginning to realise that as i travel nearer to the office every morning, i feel a drag in me.. Half wishing that i didn’t have to go to work. And when i finally step into my cubicle, i feel depressed. Is my work slowly becoming a drag? =| [mobile post @ upper serangoon road]