self-destruction & flying business class


I had regarded business class flights as privileges that not many would have the privilege to enjoy. If you are not convinced of my sense of superiority, read the Prologue of my book, “Stress in the City: Playing My Way Out of Depression”, where I document a journey on a flatbed in the air, and the condescension I had felt towards those in cattle class because I did not deem everyone worthy of flying Business Class. I was still in corporate then, younger, more naïve, and felt even more superior, omnipotent and invincible than now. I felt I had earned the right to the privilege of Business Class flights.

At the same time, I regard business class flights as an entitlement. I work hard, I hustle, I slave away for different purposes, my body is forever damaged by bearing two children, so why would I not reward myself with some minimal comfort and space when cramped up in the air for hours?

Right now, as I type this, I am sitting in Business Class, feet up, back seat slanted with a puffy pillow. Keep Reading…

about Noch Noch

Enoch Li, (pen name: Noch Noch) was born and raised in Hong Kong and Australia. She has also studied / worked / lived in the US, France, UK, Japan, The Netherlands, China, and has travelled to more than 40 countries. She loves travelling and her curiosity in foreign cultures and languages has led her to enjoy her life as an international executive in the banking & finance industry. However, she was forced to take time off work in 2010 due to her illnesses and after spending time in recovery, cooking, practising Chinese calligraphy, reading and writing – in short, learning to take care of herself and letting out the residual work stress, she has transitioned into a Social Entrepreneur and founded BEARAPY to help corporates make workplaces mentally healthy, and support executives to become more resilient.