and so the week ends for real this time. and i spend yet another night bleary-eyed. soon i might get used to this new lifestyle.
i’ve been back 21 days. 3 weeks. and again i am made familiar with that strange solitude that engulfs me every so often when i am back. not to say that i’ve never felt lonely while i was away. but the crowdedness and density of this island makes the loneliness so much more acute.
before you think i am gripped by depression and that i habitually cry into bowls of instant noodles that are thrown away uneaten, i am not in such an overwrought state.
i merely furrow my brows and rub my forehead to try and soothe away the dull ache behind my eyes.
and i do finish my noodles. while they’re still hot, no less.
really.
at least for one saturday it’s not crazy hazy like it has been for the past two.
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