思鄉情怯

We have been planning the move for a while now.

I am excited.  Not a day goes by when I don't think about my home and my family.  I am scare too, I have been away for so long already, I hope home is still what I remembered... the little coffee shop I used to go to, the beaches, the people, my hometown.  I am anxious, I am overwhelmed with the feeling inside. 

Of course there are still mountain of paperwork to go thru, things to pack and things to leave behind.  This is just the beginning.

But we have a choice.  We should be so lucky.

傾慕

I am usually, always, attracted to smart people.

There's something very sexy about people with brain.  May be it's because I am a creative type who live in a self made carefree world where logic is non-existence.  Or that I just couldn't be bothered with anything and everything, for the most part.

So I worship these intelligent creatures.  These are the people who could put everything from Ikea together, who hopefully Do more than Talk, who also knew humor is an important element of life.

Thank God my hubby is one of them.

Le Petit Prince

My first story book.

That's right.  In French.

It was given to me by an old lady from a second hand book store.  We couldn't afford much back in those days, not even TV and, internet was not the norm then, so library is like heaven on earth to me... all these books, all free to borrow.

But being able to own a book.

I spent hours looking up the words, the meaning of the story.  It was my story. 

Now I have it in English and Chinese and I know, I don't need to be like the grown-ups.

理髮

I always had short hair before... easier to manage, quicker to dry.

Then I got lazy, or that I really didn't enjoy sitting in the salon whole day watching strangers go through my hair.  Well, I have known this one for over 10 years now, so technically she is not a stranger anymore, but still, I found the whole experience rather uncomfortable. 

Now I cut my hair once a year, sometimes once every few years.  I don't know about other people, but when you have long hair like me, just wash it daily and tie it up.  There's nothing wrong with keeping things simple in life.

故園風雪後

Read this book in 1987, or was it 1988?

Even then I knew it was a good book... memories that touch my heart.

I know very little about love, much less expressing myself.  I kept everything to myself and most of the time I just follow destiny... and destiny often takes a different turn.  So I had to say goodbye to some that mattered to me most and to let some faded away. 

I should be so lucky.  I was once loved and be loved.