conjectures.

pardon me, but that young chap working at the zi char stall at the coffee shop, why did he choose to work there? he works every late afternoon till late at night (that's when the zi char stall runs), with the ahjusshis (uncle chefs) and ahjummas (auntie waitresses); he has no friends of his generation, he helps out at the kitchen preparing the same traditional Chinese dishes and goes home smelling of zi char. No, its perfectly fine working there, but for a young man, doesn't he have more fluffy dreams like all the rest out there? Maybe some pastry chef, at a western eatery, somewhere he could probably earn more? Im indeed curious. Maybe he has a Dream to start small, maybe he might take over the zi char stall one day. Maybe when he's proficient enough he might find better prospects elsewhere.
But why, why the zi char stall? Does he feel lonely, Sometimes?

Oh! this morning at serangoon mrt station, a grandpa held tight onto his grandson's hand along the long transit from NEL to Circle Line. The small boy looked on at the travellator where streams of students and workers hurried by.  The speed is doubled, if you realise, when u walk on the travellator. The boy must have felt the world running past his very eyes. "why is everything going so quickly? why do the adults walk so fast? what are they rushing for? I cannot catch up with all of you, with my short legs", he must have thought.
Or rather, I thought. What was I hurrying towards? I am not late. Maybe just to catch the earlier train if I could. Or maybe the force of everyone else pushes me along, I go with the flow...
Could we slow down?

UKISS's Kevin said "people in NewYork walk really fast!We never walk that fast in California. Never".