Tuesday, December 16, 2008
- 11:16 pm
and heres to times gone by; of times past, fast and free. when every weekend was a sunset weekend, and every day broke to cool breezes and the sussurus of leaves in aforementioned breeze. they were golden days.
two weeks ago, we drove down to old changi hospital. i drove, picking up haresh, wilson and pam along the way. haresh and i went in ourselves, denouncing the presence of all that would be (and what symmetrical forms reality takes! for now we denounce the absence of what might have been.), right to the top and down. and then, to changi beach, till 3, to swing and watch the planes (and speak of a certain tiger mauled sod). the previous week it was clubbing with the boys (maverick, shah, james. dinesh x 2, yogesh, dipak, wilson) and then out with james before a 4 a side at AMK on sunday. and then two weeks later, it was maverick and i at clarke quay, saturday night. (denounciation, for the apparent end to what began on the first. twelve days, and a reflection.)
and today? today is for shifting sands. for each day you make up, you find yourself in a different world, in a different home, with different people walking in and out from the check in/out counter. for every time you close your eyes, the world turns a bit more, and you lose the earth beneath your feet. which is why i fly.
fin
hit the stars
