Things don’t always go according to plans, or to hopes, or to whatever matters.
I was planning and hoping to spend a bit of time with Be after 59 nights of sleeping on my side of the bed. Not that I roll over to the other side at some point at night when Be’s around. But my back-to-back matters. I have been like sitting on a backless chair for so long. It would be nice having Be backing my back for another while. And so I wish.
Be’s leaving for Sakhalin tomorrow night, after being back for 15 nights. He’ll be away for another 35 nights this time. But who’s counting?
Questa è Enida 
Hi Enida,
Dee ni … I faham sesangat apa yang you rasa … coz ‘kita serupa’ … huh 😦