The smiling tuktuk driver; wonderful super mario kart course; beautiful elegant wonderful costumes and fabrics; happy foods, desserts; navigating rain on sidewalks; looking for fireworks across the city; finding favorite remembered foods; Ee-Ee my langsat hero+; A.SJ my cockroach hero (let’s not make that a thing); good gracious cockroach adventures (let’s really not make that a thing); sunsets and sunrises; beautiful beautiful juxtapositions, and many views thereof; chocolate tea with earl grey jelly, found again; ridiculous and happy airport trolley cart rider; dancing and packing; navigating rush hour bangkok; happy babies and their friendship; introducing Asea and Renu28 to people and watching them smile, dance, hope, register domain names; sharing sandals; best friends making somtam; my cousins; infinity pools; double malay wedding and perfect priorities; perfect Bangkok parking; night of the blue blood moon; high strung family and absolutely wonderful family; candlelit showers; night markets fish markets food markets fruit markets; 24-hour fruit+ market; sharing airplane seats; movie tradition; after-hours jacuzzi times; Oathbringer; dancing and packing; secret bookshelf room; elusive burger vendors; wrangling digital photos; laughing ancestors; mango lassi and coconut; heritage foods and lessons; perfect Penang driving; seeking wifi; the longest bridge in Asia (really, guys?); happy family on the motorbike; all the icecreams; wonderful house gardens; creative cny decor; my sister; multiple karoke; guppy fish spa; old friends and new ventures; the whiskey bar, perfect; classical life; hotel lounge life; and thanks for all the fish, and seafoods. See you again soon[er].
I was just reminded of a week, many years ago now, when the North/East was covered in snowstorms.. And what was just a few days turned into a few days more.. And I can remember and reason a lot of things about that that week, but mostly I just remember how wonderful it was.
P.S. I can’t remember the name of the darling fellow who broke the news over the phone that the flight was canceled.. but I think in that moment I loved him.
J: You walk fast for a girl with little legs. (says the woman who’s probably six feet tall)
me: I had to learn to keep from being trampled in middle school.
me: … It wasn’t funny at the time…
About half a decade ago, I went to a Matchbox Twenty/Lifehouse/Everclear concert. Seems like another lifetime; a different stage, different actors.
When I was a kid (~elementary school..), I collected stickers, pens/pencils, notebooks, marbles, books, music (cassettes, then CDs).
I collect journals(calendar and simple ruled), domain names, post-it note tabs, books, downloadable software, AVIs of TV eps, music, mp3s.
Awesome night. really.
maybe in some ways good that I didn’t have my ID so couldn’t really enter the club to stay out much longer… also rather regretful…
but…. an awesome night really, still, really.
I asked my dad if he could name any of the songs I listen to, since it occurred to me that I could certainly name some of his artists and songs but I wasn’t so sure what he would come up with for me…
He answered, “well, you like the Kookaburra song.”
Hm. That is true. I do like the Kookaburra song.