A profound lack of motivation continues, largely around work but also in the ‘what’s the use of it all?’ sort of way.
Yesterday the GF was working from home and we decided to go out for lunch. I had found an assam laksa place towards Ampang which was supposed to be good, so we walked across, about 30 minutes. The restaurant itself was in a building festooned with posters saying ‘save the oldest shopping centre in Ampang’ so it is easy to imagine (if one is familiar with this part of the world) what the place was like. A low concrete structure that must have looked imposing in the 1960s, lots of small shops and kiosks selling electronics, exchanging money, mending clothes and providing lunch to the neighbourhood office workers. The only chains were a local cafe and the post office. The restaurant was at the front of the shopping centre but an entrance to the LRT had been constructed in front, so it was hard to find. Next door was one of the electrical goods shops tempting me with waffle makers for 140 ringgit. The laksa itself was good, though I tend to prefer curry or Sarawak laksa. The mackerel was tender and plentiful, and though the soup was watery I quite liked not having the sludge that you often find in assam laksa. With it I had a lime ais, which was made with calamansi limes but was quite sharp nonetheless.
We then walked through the busy streets, with their flyovers and high-rise-lined main roads connected by small tree lined streets that seemed doomed to destruction the next time there is a property boom. On the corner of one such street was a very quiet cafe where the GF stayed to work till his football game later that evening, and I walked back via Isetan for groceries.
And that was what I did on a Tuesday afternoon when work seemed beyond managing.