Friday, December 22, 2006

Woke up this morning to an sms alert, and found my spectacles almost crushed by the weight of my head, and my phone on the edge of the bed, right about to tip over. Fell asleep last night sms-ing would you believe? What are the odds? Lol.

Its the Winter Solstice today. Wouldn't have known had my Mom not called Uncle Hock about his leg. its pretty saddening to note that festivals such as the one we (ought to) mark today are slowly but surely going the way of the dodo. They represent thousands of years of tradition, and help shape the cultural identity we share. Perhaps its time we returned to our roots, and seek to understand the beauty of our rich background. I know I will. Will you?

Hope Uncle Hock gets better soon. =)

i heard the crickets at 9:22 pm

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