Ended up slept away the entire Sunday afternoon. Woke up at 8pm with a left temporal headache and cursing my amygdala for being so weak.
I purposely drove to Bangsar so that I could do some thinking while I'm at it. The 2x2 table at Madam Kwan's appeared larger than usual when you were sitting alone without a company.
The new 'salted cappucino' flavour at the Coffee Bean tasted rather... salty. It had already gotten cold by the time I took the first sip. Wasn't that amazing after all. Nothing memorable.
It must had been somewhere between erythema multiforme and pyoderma gangrenosum when I looked up and realised that it was raining.
"Loneliness has never been this inviting" I said to Lolly.
"Well... welcome home, it had been a magical journey" she replied.
I turned towards her to return her smile. But she was no longer there.
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i sometimes experience that. the moment of nothingness.
First there was nothing, but a slow glowing dream.
(hum... where are my ballet shoes?)
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