I eat alone too.
Regularly.
Unhealthily, and at irregular hours.
So why do I worry about someone?
Thousands of miles away.
Eating alone and unhealthily.
Why is it that I never worry about myself and I worry about him?
This is ridiculous. I am ridiculous!
I hope the family can join him soon.
So that he can eat home cooked meals.
So that he does not have to eat alone.
But with the family.
Reading helps.
Reads:
A million little pieces. Da Vinci Code. The adventures of Tom Sawyer. The thirteen tale.
Music:
A wide variety of old half forgotten CDs.
Internet:
Reading blogs. Facebook. Watching old travel pics. Youtube. Avoid msn. Surfing randomly.
Snacking:
Potato chips. Fruits. Chocolates.
Shopping:
Losing my mind over shoes. Pretty, sweet ballet pumps.
Old friends:
Works everytime.
It’s strange but you make me want to be a better person, make more of my life, be happier, laugh more and take better care of myself. Feel more alive and confident.
P said some people brings out the worst in you and others, the best.
Somehow, you have always been able to bring out the best in me cos you have the ability to make me laugh at my fears and see how trivial and insignificant they are. You have always been able to bring a sense of clarity to what is really important to me.
Hope that first brush with typhoon was ok. It’s gonna be a part of your life now.
I: Oh you hurted your left elbow? I better avoid standing on your left side in case I bump into it.
An old memory stirred.
Y: Hey! I better stand on your right side so I can prevent people from bumping into your injury.
It is not like you did not give me fair warning.
It is not like you did not make it a point to catch up before you leave.
It is not like we had been seeing alot of each other while you were in town anyway.
It is not like I was mentally unprepared.
It is not like I wanted to go send you off at the airport.
Why do I still feel so downcast when I received your message?
I wandered aimlessly around after work and ended up at some familiar places.
I came across a wishing fountain and threw a coin in on the spur of a moment. L asked me that day, “What do you want from him?”
I want him to live a fulfilling life, be happy, be in good health and I want us to be close friends for always. And in the secret desire of my heart, I want him to have a special place in his heart for me. A soft spot for always. I want to know that he cares. That will be enough. And that is all I can ask for.
