It dawned upon me that I'm nearing my thirties and I still do not have full control of my career, and my social and sex life.
As I used to hate National Service, it was ironic that a recent in-camp training provided insights into my foggy future.
I've learnt and re-learnt a few things since then.
However, most interestingly, I found out that flings and fuck buddies don't always come in the form of party-goers, social network users and sex bloggers.
Just this afternoon, a female friend of mine revealed that she's into flings and she likes men going down on her.
She's a devout Christian, by the way.
I feel like a new man already.