walking in winters

It’s been one hellavu holiday and it’s been raining. While walking back with fuihan today to her little apartment (it feels like a cardboard box, sometimes), I looked down and saw my rainbow toe-socks and black slippers and wondered how it would be like if this was an everydayexperience. This walking in the winter thing. It’s also been nice hanging out with Deb (and her brother!) and just being in each other’s company + texting in the afternoon + listening to her talk in her sleep. hurhur!

So today Fh and I stumbled upon an art exhibition in an abandoned carlton hotel. : ) It was awesome:- I have learnt that to get what you want, you have to sneak around (sometimes) and walk right into spaces even though the littleartspace was locked. We followed an artiste in (he was in a black coat, glasses, and was there with a glass of champagne to look at the space and prepare for his next exhibition). I wanted to kiss him.

Last night, Eddie and I sneaked into some little club/pub/ thing along lygon street. The funny thing was: how the little hole we entered felt more like brunswick, and our conversations over gin and tonic, and amber walls and yellow dim lights were funny. It’s also funny how E has become gentlemanly and is all grown up now! – He keeps moving around to make sure that I don’t walk on the side of the road, and gallantly opens doors for me. (hurhur! Suemei must have done something right : ) )

I’ve learnt _____ this past week (stories + backstories). I haven’t actually figured out what I’ve learnt , they are all there – somewhere, swirling, but I’ll pick on it when I return. I thought it would be easy to put everything in order (the wind, lights from chinese paper lanterns, lincoln square at 2+am, driving up the mountains with the windows down, bratwurst + free hugs). But it’s been messy, all over the place, so I’m looking forward to revisiting them when I return tmr to properly inscribe/scribble.

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