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in less than 72 hours i should be back home again.

2 months fly by, but instead of feeling comforted, i'm quite scared at the speed time can fly. opportunities missed, moments that never materialised and presence that was never quite tangible enough - slip away like that.

there's not alot to do here in the desert, but i've tried to be as productive as possible, learning new things from people i'd never have crossed paths with if it wasn't for this overseas posting. i'm nearly through the entire series of West Wing - picked up new words, ideas and lessons - who'd have thought you could take home this much from a tv series?

i didn't really go out as much as i thought i would. didn't manage to get that unique taste of local life here. so i don't think i've experienced anything more than the average expat, disappointing.

in any case, i'm set to spend another two months here. will try to squeeze in more travelling and perhaps play host to visitors (if things work out).

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touch down thursday, back to work friday and off on a much needed break from saturday till monday - woohoo! then after that i anticipate a swamp of work and wedding co-planning. don't know when i'll have the capacity to update again and post some of the photos i took last weekend by the beach. just for fun (and self indulgence) i'll put up the most poseur looking one i have first.

it was windy!

this video cracks me up.

hairy wanted muchly to "go see sand" in the desert and so we drove and parked the car as far in as i could safely drive. got out and climbed up craggy rocks to a high plateau overlooking the Persian Gulf. the sun was crazy and by the time we got back to the car, we were pretty much dehydrated and spent. hairy almost went mental when i faked losing the car keys. ahaha - the rest you can see from the video.

"...flowers gaze at you, they're not the only ones - who cry when they see you"
- boston

i can't quite put my thoughts tonight in words coz they keep taking on the shapes of mellow songs. instead -

I need
a hundred cigarettes,
a drink of cold water from somewhere new,
to find out what makes her laugh.

I need something to push against

that will push back just hard enough

to keep me up...

1pm in my shorts i hit facebook before i brush my teeth mouth dry but water is too far away i'll make it someday what's more important is i compile these moments place them on an online photo/note album like the altar of my own existence before time and corporate jargon swallow them in infinity i'm listening to unfamiliar music in the form of an mgmt cd exchanged to my hands in the smoky strobelit indie night that really seemed like morning 12 hours and 4 chicken wings ago perhaps this is what living really feels like...

in a hotel room. packed. showered. plane scheduled tomorrow morning. too many unsightly events in the past week. literally. don't judge me if i find myself indulging in some visual gratification.

i wrote earlier about wanting real things again. is real ugly or is it beautiful? not sure...

we are ugly. we are insecure. we are shapeless. we are evil. we disgust each other. yet. we all seek some kind of beauty. one way or another.

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