Mornings. There was a time when I wake up at five in the morning, all ready to go before six. I'd then catch up on sleep for an hour and a half while in commute on the way to work. Before eight, I'd already be on my office desk, drinking my coffee with buttered toast maybe still in hand. I'd sit there, working, until there's a meeting or a client I needed to go to.
I like cleaning, it relaxes me. The dusting, the sweeping, mopping, the organizing, the scrubbing, but I was never a fan of folding clothes (nor washing the dishes—but maybe because we're six in the family and we eat for 12).

Hello, I'm Ira.
There are three things that have become constant in my life so far: my love for taking photos, my penchant for traveling, and my utter need for writing. Welcome to my little notebook of dreams and daydreams.
