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Dear friends,
Everything tonight happened in a whirl to me. Had a row with mum, made peace with mum, was late for appointment; preparing food, eating food, eating the entire layer of pork skin (for I didn't think too many people would appreciate that in what I brought); singing and unwrapping the watch; Venietta ice-cream with its characteristic chocolate wafer between more creamy than icy vanilla (had strong urge to say chocolate thin film on ice-cream substrate but resisted); getting Jefferey to be surety... and then, soon afterwards, rushing home before midnight in my new slippers. I probably had had too much green tea again and I hope I'll get to sleep tonight. Usually caffeine opens at night the floodgate of memories. However tonight it'll not be the torture of nostalgia that a potentially sleepless night executes, even though it had been all about parting and leaving a chunk of past behind. Even though there was the Swatch watch. (My ex- and first Swatch watch, which I lost while rushing for a shuttle bus in a winter morning daze, was a gift from a person who changed my life; and it's of the same design as one that belongs to Professor MVG. Serious.) It's more to do with opening up a page in future; and your actions gave me courage to do so.
Well, thank you all.
JY
Everything tonight happened in a whirl to me. Had a row with mum, made peace with mum, was late for appointment; preparing food, eating food, eating the entire layer of pork skin (for I didn't think too many people would appreciate that in what I brought); singing and unwrapping the watch; Venietta ice-cream with its characteristic chocolate wafer between more creamy than icy vanilla (had strong urge to say chocolate thin film on ice-cream substrate but resisted); getting Jefferey to be surety... and then, soon afterwards, rushing home before midnight in my new slippers. I probably had had too much green tea again and I hope I'll get to sleep tonight. Usually caffeine opens at night the floodgate of memories. However tonight it'll not be the torture of nostalgia that a potentially sleepless night executes, even though it had been all about parting and leaving a chunk of past behind. Even though there was the Swatch watch. (My ex- and first Swatch watch, which I lost while rushing for a shuttle bus in a winter morning daze, was a gift from a person who changed my life; and it's of the same design as one that belongs to Professor MVG. Serious.) It's more to do with opening up a page in future; and your actions gave me courage to do so.
Well, thank you all.
JY
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这一晚莹变成灰姑娘了 =)
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