I was walking down the street.

I saw restaurants, I saw shops
I glanced one way and there were people smiling
I glanced another and saw the poor begging

Someone struggling with remember his PIN at the ATM
Another exasperated as his dog makes another one of his messes
Yet another in his own world, head down, bobbing to his earphones

Street lights flickering about
Sounds of cars whizzing by
Gusts of wind

I have almost walked to the end of the section
When I realize I have not thought about you once

For once, the smells from the restaurant did not remind of the food we once shared
For once, the dog didn't remind me of how your hair looks in the morning
For once, the gust of wind didn't remind me of how you used to keep me warm

And then, I realized, there I was again, thinking of you.
And then, I realized, it will still be a very long time, before I can walk down any street, without having your face on everything I see, feel, touch, hear.

I hope you are well.

Sept 23, '09

What??

The meter.

At work there is this analyzer.
A meter.
Whatever you like to call the device that takes measurements.

Something different each reading.
and it works.
like a sine graph it brings 0 up to 1.

But each night the frequency decreases.
and it brings you up faster.
but down faster.
and it's the sort of function that keeps getting smaller.

Tonight it is 1.
Tomorrow night it is 0.99.
Then 0.95.
But every night it brings you back to 0.

Then one day, it doesn't go up to 1.
One day, it stays at 0.
One day, it flat lines.
The meter is not broken, it is indeed 0.

Not going to be able to make it.

14/9/09.

Women's tennis doesn't interest me except when things like this happens. Serena Williams disqualified at match point. Kim Clijsters, wild card, coming back from retirement, winning the tournament.

... and for tonight, let's go Federer.

9/9/09

Sept 8, 2009

It is incredibly helpful to talk to people that have gone through similar experiences as myself so I realize I'm not going crazy. There are difficulties switching from uni to work that no one taught me in uni. You know it subconsciously, it makes sense when people say it to you, but really, it's nothing like experiencing it first-hand. Fortunately there's people around that have tried some things and have some good ideas to ensure work doesn't kill us all. For that and more, I'm thankful.

Sept 5, '09

Spring is here.

Sept 1, '09

I would really appreciate it if someone could tell me some good news right about now.