she pored over my palm
"hmm... your fortune is exactly like mine. Lots of broken relationships"
"KL boys are such dufuses. Or gay"
"so she's thinking of turning it into a novel, with gung gung's death and the big secret as the finale"
"DIDI! get off the car"
on to the news:
2 weddings (both in July, both in Sg. Consider yourself forewarned-forearmed)
2 jobs (fine, one is a 2 month research project I'm supposed to be working on from today. the other starts proper in April (May hopefully))
Sydney in April. I'll be there for a few days before the hurricane of a family hits.
A close friend sent me a piece on solitude after he found out that I actually enjoy it. I was on one of my KL diatribes, all loathing and nostalgic for Sydney and he asked me what I missed there that was absent here. Solitude ranked quite highly. Other, less mentionable factors went unspoken. And I forgot to say that I felt more fully of myself there than I did back here. That only occurred to me in the taxi.
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