By Alythea Ho
Recently I went on a three-month sabbatical. Against every pragmatic Singaporean fibre in my being, I took the plunge and told my boss I needed a break.
Translation: I’m tired of crawling to work every Monday morning. I quit.
Yes, so I left my job. Because I planned ahead, my world didn’t collapse overnight. Bills were still paid on time. I didn’t wake in the middle of the night screaming like a fiend about ‘zero bank accounts’.
Instead, I took the opportunity to benefit from…