...spend your Sunday afternoon listening to songs from another time and space?

I am listening to a 97 hit by Faye Wong "你快乐， 所已我快乐".

It's been a long while since I listened to the radio on a weekend at home, and the feeling is surreal. I remembered a long time (or maybe not so long ago, depending on your point of reference) when nearly everyday was accompanied by my favourite radio station and keeping a lookout for my favourite artiste's latest album...learning the new songs and belting them out in the games we used to play or during karaokes every now and then...That's always a highlight.

Between 1997 and now, we graduated, we started work, and we are now "grown up".

But I don't feel all that different, do you?