The Hand That Never Came

Many a times, you just need that someone to reach out, and assure with a touch that everything will be alright.

That hand never did come.

And when there isn't any, the only way is to brace yourself, and move on.

And with that, it probably is going to be the closing note fr 2011.

Almost to the end of 2011

I cant believe it's two more weeks to the end of 2011. This year passes exceptionally fast, in mine and a couple of friends' opinion. If one subscribes to the theology of moving and storing time, this could just be the case to compensate times when one sees the time passes so slowly during boring meetings/lectures/conference.

By all counts, I should be sleeping now. I wish I could, but the last week was crazily packed and I could possibly only update some stuff on my Ipad so that I can take it as done, and focus on other stuff tomorrow. Not sure why, but work accelerated to a breakneck speed since mid Oct, like it was charging towards the finishing line with a vengeance (and me scarcely able to catch my breath).

But thank goodness for the 2 gatherings on Sat night and Sun afternoon. Those were good breaks, thanks to the laughters and gossips.

Esp the gathering on Sun afternnon with the hockey team. Just before that, I found this in between the semi-spring cleaning:-

Cap that was part of the sponsored apparel for the 1999 SEA Games team. Off-coloured, bleached from the sun and repeated washes after the many trainings under hot morning and afternoon suns.

12 years on...Had a sense of grounded-ness after the gathering that at least some things probably hadn't change much. The holiday mood started seeping in; until I had to switch on the laptop and finish up that last bit of work....

Off from tomorrow onwards, not sure if I can get wifi, but possibly will try to squeeze in another post on the last day of the year.

Sickly Sunday

Woke up with aching body yesterday and thought it was due to the uncomfortably hard bed at the accomodation I put up at the last few days on a worktrip. Little did I know that it would become a full blown fever with swooning headache. Great. I think my body eventually couldn't keep up with the stress level (and prob slightly drastic change in temperature).

And what to do except to stay in bed to sleep and sleep..And catch up with movies I always wanted to watch. I realise after a while that the movies belonged to a same genre..

First, it was Jane Eyre that I couldn't complete watching on the plane. Beautifully shot.

Before Sunrise.

I think I would have died from suspense if they didn't make the sequel - Before Sunset. Reminded me how wonderful it can be that you can talk to someone about anything under the sun.

Sunday is now gone, and not looking forward to the work week ahead...sigh..

Frazzled

'Nuff said.