Letter eighty-three - Day one-hundred-and-twenty-eight of your vacation
Dearest J,
Now I know time is a relative thing. I remember one of your favourite quote is Einstein's,
Sit next to a pretty girl for an hour, it seems like a minute. Sit on a red-hot stove for a minute, it seems like an hour. That's relativity.
I asked myself if not having you next to me for over 127 days is a long time or a short time...I have no answer. I touched the crisp white pressed shirts that still hang in your wardrobe and smell them, I smelled your old bike jacket next to the shirts. I sit down coolly and think, this is confusing, it feels like a century since you've been gone - at the same time it feels like it was just yesterday since I kissed you goodbye as you left for your Ulu Yam ride.
Some days I have it good. Some days I just muddle through a sea of dark clouds, feeling listless and meaningless. I know, every minute I spend decided to go on, it's a battle won. On a bad day, I give myself the patience of staying on to continue to gather more reasons to breathe.
My letters are getting less and less regular, am hoping that I will not force myself to sit down just to write to you and find myself writing rubbish.
This morning the scanner stopped working, I spent an hour trying to troubleshoot, finding possible solutions on the net. No hope. I left for dance class. Came home to continue. Now that I don't have you around to be my tech support, I want to be more self-sufficient. Zal made me call the tech centre for Epson finally. 16-minute conversation later, I had some results but still no scanner working. They said it's to do with a new iMac software update, so now I wait for a patch to come in to fix this scanner situation.
Had a nice time hanging out with Mama at dinner. Every time I go over to listen to her talk while I lie on the bed in the guest room, I get so comfortable that I never feel like leaving. She is still coughing. I told her that she's taking forever to get well because she misses you a great deal.
It's so late now. Am going to get some rest now.
Miss you much,
B
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