thank you.

I've changed my sleeping; waking hours.
I’ve started eating breakfast!
And I even have the time to digest The Strait Times, page by page.

Wow. No really. Wow. I never had all this before.

So this is simplicity. And this is company. I will miss this. I guess you will only know what loneliness has done to you, unconsciously… silently… through the years/months/days… till you are in the company of someone else.

Waking up together. Breathing the morning air together. Making breakfast together. Talking. Communicating. Laughing. Eating at the table. Reading the papers and commenting on the news/scandals. Reminiscence of memories forgotten.

I’ve forgotten what it is like to be really human. To use my five senses… to live.

So I’ve picked up my guitar again. And I don’t know about you… but I’m pretty keen on writing my next song.

I love you…. Grandma. This episode has rendered me helpless to reality. Time is running out, and you are getting old, thank you, for putting my life back on track. Don’t leave me too soon. I can’t bare that. You know how much I love to cry don’t you? It was you all long eh?

CNY

Affinity with hospitals and funerals - Check.
Unlucky & tragically warped CNY - Check.
Watching "porn" with family and friends on CNY - Check.
Still alive - Check.

Hectic rush and a fluctuating rise and fall to my heart. Things that are not in my control seems to have its kick this week. But hey, I'm still breathing, and... painfully trying to write a thesis amidst the mess. Almost there almost there I say... So I wonder what else can tomorrow bring?