i am awaiting to leave guangzhou to return to hongkong to spend the new year. They apparently countdown with fireworks. We’ll see. As of now, I smell of dust and sausages and deep fried chicken nuggets.
2008 has crept up and surprised me. i don’t feel as if i’m teetering on the edge of 07. after days of being immersed in a different land and in different lives, i tend to fall into this surreal space where time takes a standstill. if this space so exists, i am 7, 14 and 27 today.
Still, i am grateful for the coming new year and this unexpected quiet in the room. only the sounds of warehouses and shopowners shouting and selling themselves hoarse on the outside.
i’ll be right back.
til then, hv a happy new year.
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