endured a seven hour bus-ride back from penang - mercifully it was a pretty comfortable bus and my mp3 player had fresh batteries.
chinese new year mad rushes are part of the fun i guess - getting picked up by a very sleepy kitten made the whole ordeal a lot more bearable.
having slept so much on the bus, i find myself here trying to mark out this moment with some thought. i love the quiet period between 2 and 5 am. just before the birds wake up. when you own every sound you hear and every thought you think.
although i have about 12 days more to celebrate the chinese new year, the festivities more or less end here this year. i fly off to the desert soon, and won't be able to host or make house visits, gorge on cookies and develop a sore throat till next year.
random thought :
has anyone noticed how silently the sms industry murdered the chinese-new-year-greeting-card industry? people used to send those pink envolopes out months in advance to avoid postal "traffic jam" but nowadays, people send out sms-es days in advance to avoid telco service traffic jams.