Turn Left Turn Right
Sunday, August 20, 2006

Finally handed the CD which had gathered moss over to Alvin. What a snipe hunt it was. I went under his block to wait for him as he went under mine to wait for me. Probably his green shirt blended in to the green foliage when we past each other by. Or probably I have this uncanny resemblance of an Auntie he gave no notice, or so he explained.

We chatted awhile under my block as if to make up for lost time. It's until now that I fully comprehend what absence of someone dear can do. The nostalgic days of squarehead, bigbutt and giant I've already kept them up somewhere in me. They will be like cookies in my hard disk for as long as I(you) know. Till the ocean runs dry, time stops slipping, sun not rising. HAHAHA poetically amusing. But. So much so you know.

YWith love, Valerie