It’s only been a few days since I got home from Chiang Mai.

The flight home was uneventful. I finished the article I was writing, in the old fashioned way with pen, paper and a notebook. Did some vLogging, which is still very new to me. Managed to do a stack of work in Singapore and I even worked on the aircraft by purchasing an in flight wifi connection. That worked well, although tiredness got the better of me.

But something else is happening. The kids demonstrated an overindulgent attitude yesterday, which gets us thinking of what exactly we want for them. And today a car crashed into the bus that I was travelling on. Driving in Australia is not a great pastime. The accident rate is way too high, given the standards that people are allegedly trained to.

It’s as if the world is saying to abandon this nonsense.