Between moving to a new house, vacationing in Kuching (the Rainforest World Music Festival in Santubong was a blast!) and reuniting with a long-lost-but-not-so-lost-kinda long-lost friend in Miri, marking exam papers and keying in grades using my very little knowledge on MS Excel’s formula inserting, attending a job interview at a company in Pusat Bandar Damansara only to find another long-lost-but-not-so-long-lost friend, handing over keys back to the landlord of the previous home, going for my one-month post-IntraLase eye check-up, transferring phones connection to this new place, setting up Streamyx, following hubby furniture-hunting two days in a row between IKEA in Kota Damansara, Gothic in Ampang and Furniture World di pinggiran lebuhraya Jalan Sungai Besi…I pingsan a few times, walked in my sleep half of that time, held my breath and pinched myself, trying to believe I am still alive.
Be couldn’t even remember his name, driving home last night after Sushi at Mid-Valley Mega Mall when I asked if he still knew me. He said, “Oh you…you are the happy thing that happened in my life. I remember you!”
I am alive then. Still.

