the weekend was beautiful, like hundreds of brilliant rainbows dancing through my fingers. i like this home shopping affair. it’s really not about liquidating the closet assets. it’s about seeing ornate little things on the shelves. it’s about watching the layers of chiffon lawn floating down the hangers, all pink and peachy and pretty. more so about long chatty laughter-y girlie time with the good goblins. and seeing latte getting high from the adrenaline rush of meeting friends. it’s all tingling good.i felt all messed up last night, a sudden swell of emotion. these three months have been a godsend. i cant think of anything else i want more in life. it’s odd really. i feel like i’ve done nothing, but yet i feel this sense of fulfilment that makes me go pink with joy, everyday. surreal. then last night, i became afraid of losing all these confetti moments. i dread dread dread leaving latte, albeit for just two weeks. i’ve cried buckets, and still am. i cant bear the thought of renting out the house that has become home sweet home. i hate having to talk to my friends and family through some cables. perhaps, we really cant have it all. so we slept close to four am, savouring the moments when we do have it all. latte, thee and me.
early morning flight tomorrow, and we’re intending to wake up before five am to spend some time with latte boy. long dawn walk, big treats, new toys, sobbing me.
so it’s bye for now.
