♥ Thursday, January 27, 2005 ♥
11:08
45-degree angle from the window seat of
the cafe pictured a pale-faced chinese woman in black cheongsam floating towards where we were seated. petrified; i turned my head around to avoid seeing more of
them. as much as i'd like to shut myself and pretend it was only my imagination, the corner of my eye caught a glimpse of multiplication.
they were all coming for us. this time, of other races. indians - like those seen during thaipusam. malays - the usual pontianaks. and the most disturbing of all, the tsunami victims. kids, mummies and daddies, gramps - you get the picture. the drain of color made them sepia-ish. i was at the brim of going insane.
until my alarm went off at seven.
the night before, i was embracing dolphins and luggages.
