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jet plane

I was doing desktop remote to work on my incomplete stuff because the day had been a crazy one and I totally had no spare time to finish them. Then I heard the engines of a jet plane from a distance. Of course I couldn't be sure if it was really a jet plane or my currently very imaginative mind made it up. All I knew was that the first thing that came to my head was the scene in X-Men 2 (or was it 3?) where the mutants were in Xavier's School for the Gifted Youngsters and then came Magneto and his fellows in a jet plane. For a moment I actually wished Magneto was here to take me away whether or not he was a bad guy. Cos' I thought at least I could have a valid reason to run away from all the endless work this and next week. There is simply too much on my plate that I feel absolutely drained and demoralised. And some people are not helping by adding to my load unnecessarily. The only good thing is at the end of the day, I try to remind myself that I'm not the only one in...

这缭乱的城市容不下我的痴

一觉醒来,有种心痛的感觉。 不知道那个感觉源自哪里,只知道让人有些颓废。 现在播放着Hebe翻唱的《囚鸟》。耳边的旋律好像加重了这种感觉。 突然发现,我好久没有好好睡一觉了。 还蛮累的,好想休息一下。

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Came back to office in the hope to get some things done. But certain things really spoiled my mood. And it's not that I don't know better not to allow my mood to be ruined by certain things. It's just difficult. Especially when you start to believe again. Sigh, this is so depressing.

carpe diem

I am jotting this down because I want to recollect  this moment years down the road. Today colleagues and I finally realised our Ubin hike after procrastinating it for the longest time. I have to admit, right at the beginning I was apprehensive, mainly because I didn't want to be reminded of the past that hasn't passed for too long. The scenes of the ritual, of boarding the boat, and of my mum's look when the ashes went down the seawater were still fresh in my head. At least up till this morning they still were. But as the engine started and the boat made its way to Ubin island, I no longer felt that kind of pain inside me. Maybe time really heals. And as I have always believed, the vastness and tranquility of the seawater always help to heal a wounded heart. The hike was a long one. Along the way we made fun of one another and enjoyed the sights that nature could offer. We had early dinner thereafter and made an impromptu decision to have cakes at Holland V. Dragging my we...