The road for this year is closing soon, conversely one year has passed since we departed on a wind of change. I didn't make my peace with some facts and people who had left my life until June when their places eventually got taken over by others (which explained why there are no blog entries for this period). This was a year that reality got grim, but the crazy people I met taught me to take things with a pinch of salt. This was also the year that my photography fling grew into a big mistress, who now siphons a considerable maintenance off my monthly allowance. She goes with me to distant lands, enjoys ogling nice food, is always there when the lines go down, but pity I can't bring her to the theaters. LOL.
My trip to Malaysia was pretty good in regard to previous ones. When each day flies by in an eyeshot and I didn't have time to shoot enough pictures, then it is a good trip. I got to take the lumbering old KTM train ride back, which was rather leisurely and enjoyable watching the world fly by, the way it should be when you're on holiday and forgetting home.
Nice to know someone missed me while I was away, you know who you are, some songs for you, haha.
When I woke up today, it seemed just like any other day, chilling and glowing orange. Except one year from now, more than anything, I will be free.
I felt a momentary sense of relief to be back in school for the reunion last week. The familiar smell of the auditorium air-con, words and faces. The ground and its people of which I had spent 6 years with, that had inspired this place into being. The people who have undocked, left, sojourned and returned. I wish I had better stories to tell, but let's just leave it as just that till we know how the story goes.
