Yeah, it does look like I'm keeping this pace of a-post-a-month, I wish I could do better though.
So much had happened for the past month: Phuket trip on a long weekend, ... um... and we (my dbf--dear bf--moved to a much smaller apartment) well, not that much happened, actually.
We found out the hard way that we'd been living in a poisonous environment, me felt dizzy and nauseous every morning and unable to focus the whole day at work; my dbf couldn't breathe and couldn't focus, finally his doctor found that he had way too high rate of freon (the liquid put in the air-con that cools the room when you turn on your air-con). So we decided to leave. We like the building but they haven't got a bigger room, so we decided to move to a smaller room but in a much better environment--opposite side of the building means we can open our balcony door to absolutely no noisy vehicle side of the building at night. It's a big improvement, we agreed.
Living in BKK is quite hard when you go around you don't seem to find any area with clean air, except when you're on the river. If I could make a wish now and it would be granted, I'd wish that I had 10 more granted wishes hehe :) Well, seriously, I wish that we were all without sufferings, for each individuals. Too big a dream!
I dreamt of my late father the other night. It seemed so real, we were walking along a dark street, under the rain. He was clutching my right arm (he appeared old and frail) and he kept asking me questions about my well-being: if I'd been fine, if I wanted to give it another try for another PhD (yeah, I decided to leave the one I was accepted...long story, some other time for this). He pulled out an umbrella that was big enough for both of us, I held the umbrella and he continued to clutch my arm. We would continue to stroll and talk but then my alarm went off!!! Uh!!!! I wish that could happen in real, that my father would clutch at my arm while I held an umbrella for both of us. I wish I had more time to talk to him when he was still alive. *sigh*
hmmmm Better end this one with a more delighted note of this photo of Harry and Potter when they were little :)
Until the next time.
Love,
Jittra :)