With the click of a new Lunar calendar, I can finally accept the fact that it’s 2016. Officially. This year, I spent the countdown and first few hours of the Fire Monkey year at the Shuang Lin and Burmese temple.
As I was glancing at the zodiac chart on the temple walls, I was painfully reminded that according to the Chinese calendar, we are all 1 year older than our ‘actual’ age. This makes me 24. Which is hard to digest. I thought I celebrated my 21st last year.