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sleepwalk: August 2006
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Wednesday, August 23, 2006. The moon was round,. Yellow and bright,. At Sam Wun Chuk,. Mich and I,. We were famished,. So filled our bellies,. With 3 Bowl porridge. The waiter brought,. To my disgust,. His thumb in broth,. Is that a must? I must admit,. Disgust was fleeting,. For the joy,. Is in the eating. Our hunger appeased,. We turned attention,. To the impending,. Of many others,. We share our land,. The Hungry Ghosts,. It would appear,. Will walk the earth,. 2 months this year. A fact reminded,.
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sleepwalk: March 2006
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Tuesday, March 21, 2006. She came into my life like a ray of sunshine intruding a typhoon. She was bright, beautiful, funny, caring and as bubbly as Moet in bad turbulence. And as wholesome as home cooked beefstew. The sort of girl a doctor would prescribe if he could prescribe one for a jaded bastard like me. The sort of girl I could bring home to mom. But she stops replying my messages. I try a few more times with the same result. I think I tried calling her as well. I don't always remember...Days turn...
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sleepwalk: December 2005
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Friday, December 30, 2005. She stood at the bar consoling an endless glass of wine, her in-my-eyes-perfect figure, not too slim with curves in all the places that mattered, silhoutted in a black dress. Her breasts, two perfect orbs resting precariously in the fragile nest of her plunging neckline. Her eyes were dark and intense, her nose straight and narrow, her lips I wanted to kiss, framed by her long almost straight hair. But he was never far away, always watching her every move like a gargoyle from a...
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sleepwalk: January 2006
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Tuesday, January 24, 2006. My skin crawled to consciousness before a balmy numbness took over. Then my mind woke up. It struggled to register where I was. And the relentless tapping that echoed from the bathroom at 3 in the morning. It was from the same bathroom that the sound of tapping of feet had woken me. I thought I was dreaming but the cold sweat on my body reminded me that I wasn't. My heart pounded violently at first then I told myself to remain calm. I laid in bed for about five minu...Then to c...
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sleepwalk: June 2006
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Sunday, June 18, 2006. Dean Martin and Hainanese Chicken Rice. I was having a late lunch in Jalan Gasing today when I bumped into Dean Martin. Not at the popular Restaurant PJ Chicken but the one next to it. The 70's-looking coffeeshop in the corner. Restoran Satellite. An unlikely name for a coffeeshop, a name inspired perhaps by it's close proximity to a telecommunication tower. Telecommunication = Satellite. Perhaps. I heard myself saying. "Hello. How do you do? He replied, pleased to know that someon...
