In the quiet hours of a Singapore refinery, a 66-year-old shift worker named Attan bin Talib discovered that the body keeps its own kind of ledger. Over a decade of night shifts, the accumulated debt of disrupted rhythms and sleepless snacking had cost him 15 kilograms and the simple pleasures of prayer and play with his grandchildren. In ten months of deliberate change — not dramatic intervention, but honest reckoning with the conditions of his working life — he reclaimed what he thought was lost, offering a quiet reminder that the body is rarely broken, only neglected, and that it is never e