I WANT CONGEE. October 28, 2008

I’m cold. And teary eyed.  
Being sick always makes me a crybaby.
And makes me start looking for a bowl of special congee, like the one Mama would buy from Food Street beside our building in Causeway Bay, back when I was little and home sick from school.  I’d only get this treat when I had a [...]

COLOR BARS October 26, 2008

I’m glad I don’t read tarot cards anymore.  Because if I’d seen the past week coming, I might have tried to call in sick for seven days!
It was a week that sort of blew up in my face in full color. And now I am literally breaking out from the stress, stress and more stress of it …
                
Blue: Made a [...]

28 POUNDS AND COUNTING … October 23, 2008

One of the boxing trainors I rarely see at the gym asked me yesterday how I got so thin.  Was I taking supplements he could recommend to his other clients?
I tried not to show I was offended.  But I was.  Because I’ve worked at this a long time.  Not obsessively, just slowly and tediously, the way I’ve always approached [...]

I FEEL LIKE MYSELF AGAIN. THANK GOD. October 21, 2008

                            
It’s been hell finding anything to write about lately. Because what can one share in a trying-to-be high mach blog? 
So I shut up.  Shut off.  Have been hibernating emotionally the past few weeks.
Till tonight, when someone made me realize it’s stupid to not be myself just because I feel … or felt … like a victim. 
It really did hurt for a [...]

CURIOSITY October 13, 2008

                          
 I find myself wondering
… what he looks like in the sunlight
… or what an ordinary day might be like, with him in it.
 I find myself wondering
… how he feels, if he feels anything at all    
… if I can survive any more nights of not feeling.   
I find myself asking
… what if, like Psyche, I took this candle really close
… and tried to uncover the mystery behind
The god. The [...]

SUGAR RUSH October 7, 2008

Been craving Coffee Bean’s banana caramel cake, which is topped with a very thick layer of what looks like pure sugar. 
Just had two slices.

And all the glucose in my blood’s driving me up the wall.
Can’t think straight.  Can’t concentrate.  Can’t remember things.
I forgot about my meeting this afternoon.  Which made me check my notes and realize I’d said [...]

ON THE RUN October 1, 2008

I dream of being a beach bum. 
                         
But it’s not exactly working out for me.  The bum part, that is.  
On a lightning trip to Bora off season, I tried to imagine owning a charming little shop like that of island legend Lee Rosaia.  She spent the afternoon chatting us up then reading Rogue magazine [...]