and i thought, be still my heart
this could be a brand new start, with you.
since my epiphany, many people have called to offer advice/wake-up-your-idea talks. i'm so grateful for the multitude of friends i have, those who call the minute they sense i'm away from my normal endearing self. (well, i am entitled to one self-praising sentence after all i've been through ok.)
on the day i fell, kev took me to east coast for beer, wind and crashing waves. he brought his guitar and played that very song that i heard to gab's face. it didn't make me cry, ironically, it made me realised how near gab is to me.
i loved the wind in my face, the sweet rhythm of the guitar in my ears, taste of asahi on my lips and my heart, superconnected.
the next day, russ paid me a visit.
sushi teh was very stressful. considering we went through this:
that in 45 mins, crazy hungry biatch.
and he ends up looking like this. serves you right for eating 5 plates of salmon.today, kenneth and cheered me up since i was sick today. fucking rash got worse after yesterday. a raging fever rendered me unfit for work, but by evening i had to eat so i convinced kenneth to 'pon tang' class and off we went.
but as all lazy homebodies, we ended up at his place looking through his wardrobe which is fucking fantastic. i took home suspenders and a red belt, like salvation army. most of all i want this:
but it's his brother's. damn it.
highlight? going through old albums of memories of him when he was a wee kid. yes, naked pictures galore, some taken artistically, some just like softcore porn. going through the pictures brought our friendship to a totally new level, especially when i saw a spreadeagle crotch situation.
my three boys, cheered to no end. i don't care how they say men will never understand women, because you seem to get me to the tee.
i'm alive and well,
your spirit is within me.
