musings

And so, into the night we quietly leave, in search of the sunrise. We know not where we'll find it, but still we go.

Armed with little clues and the heart of an adventurer, we press on to do what we must, to fulfill our dreams, when we do now even know what our dreams are, or where they lie.

What are dreams? Are they things that we tell ourselves are good, and then we want it? or are they things that we tell ourselves we decide we want, and then convince ourselves that they are good? So to put it simply, does the heart direct the mind, or does the mind sway our hearts?

I'm back from HK, where i had a great time. And there i found a new question. What drives us? energy? does everyone have an endless supply? what determines our energy level? does the concept even exist? - what if it was something so much simpler? A system of economics, demand and supply, cost and power?

-conquering fear of flying
-imperfections, mistakes

The morning after 48 hours

Now how did we all get home again? Oho.

Losing control every now and again can be pretty refreshing, especially in good company.

23rd.
It all started with a long-time-postponed lunch with W at LaNonna, and then checking in with the cousin to see how he was holding up against the previous nights' exploits, and then a crazy drive around which caused >$10 ERP damage, and dinner at Lavender, and then a mahjong game to remember (or not), rushing home to pack, getting to the airport to fly.

24.
6am and at the airport, I see Chenann and true to form the ever-dependable aon has brought a spare padlock for my check-in bag. Unfortunately, the padlock was too big for my bag zip, and so I decided to checkin without a lock. Interestingly, Chenann had locked his bag with a lock that wouldn't open.

n00b travelers unite, as me, the guy who checks in a bag with no padlock, traveling with Chenann, who has a padlocked bag which his key cannot unlock.

The day breezed right by as we met Kenny to pick up a keycard to the apartment, stopped at a random cha can ting for lunch, and headed back to Kenny's to settle in.

Having spent an hour 'wowing' over Kenny's pad, I tucked myself in for a powernap as Chenann hit the showers.

When I came to, Kenny had texted me to get my ass over for dinner, and so it was time to mobilize.......





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Hisashiburi des

and about time too.

hmm

have you ever been so tired that you cannot sleep?

I promised myself to treat myself, and visit a nearby tower. And climbing to the top, I'll throw myself off, In an effort to make it clear whoever what it's like when you're shattered. Standing in a lurch, by the church, where people're saying "my god that's tough she stood him up, no point in us remaining." "may as well go home," as I did on my own...


Alone again, (naturally) - Gilbert O'Sullivan

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accident

first bike accident ever. My life flashed before my eyes. But right now after i've calmed down, i'm just a tad shaken up. with nothing except a lack of words and a gash on my shin, i'm pretty much unscathed. And past dinner time, i had been thinking about a myriad of things that could've happen, which could've erased me in a hurry.

truly exhilarating, frightening, and dangerous.

why don't you put up with it instead.