Sometimes, I wonder what my friends, my family and I would end up as.
Would he be that famous photographer that took some award-winning images? Would she be that beloved tutor who had inspired many? Would he be that top performing real estate agent? Would we end up rich and famous?
Or would we end up as the average HDB-dwelling, middle-income Singaporeans? Anonymous, faceless and insipid?
Not sure where I'd end up. Not even sure when I'd like to head towards.
It seems futile to predict the future, especially when each event (and the response to it) holds the possibility of altering the future. So many unknowns, too many variables.
Still, it's nice to wonder.