monoceros blogsI woke up early today and went to the beach with my mom. I could have stood for hours with my feet in the sea and the sun on my face while the waves broke on the sand. I haven't had that experience for a long time.
Now it's working, or rather slaving away at my story which is due January 6th, the day I return to Michigan. I'm listening to Evanescence, the group that got a boost from the soundtrack of Daredevil. Goth-like music and a female lead singer with tons of emotion (she's only 20) in her pipes.
Legolas and Gimli on Arod are in front of me, a Christmas present from my brother. I'd put up a picture but I forgot to take my cable with me so I can't download any of the photos I've taken on this trip. How I wish I could let fly a series of words as easily as Legolas lets loose his arrows (I'm still bowled over by his three-arrow shot that brings down the Mumakhil in ROTK).
It's good to be home. I almost wish I didn't have to keep moving around and travelling to and fro; that Lin Kiat and I could have one place for ourselves, in one country where we'd wake up on weekends to walk by the sea, have a hearty breakfast, then go into town where I'd head for the bookstore or CD shop, and then we'd catch a movie or rent DVDs to watch at home, and have some friends over to dinner (I think I would enjoy cooking and hosting small parties if we had our own kitchen and I'd have time to experiment with all sorts of cookbooks - I'd love a bookshelf in the kitchen), then maybe we'd all sit out on the lawn (if we have a lawn) to catch the night breezes, finally a cleanup of the house, and then to our lovely Serta bed, which I hope will follow us wherever we are.
All right, less dreaming, more working. I have to finish this story to get a right start in the semester ahead. There're only three semesters left! What comes after? A one-year teaching fellowship? Home to Singapore? Home to elsewhere?
Bilbo Baggins said it better (I love this poem so much I have to quote it twice in the same month!):
The Road goes ever on and on,
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.
heyee...good luck with your writing...
i too am looking forward to the day i have a place to call my own....have little meal gatherings with friends and perhaps even reading/music meetings that we could all enjoy. wouldn't that be so nice? :C)
Posted by: tiggie at December 30, 2003 6:38 AMReading/music meetings is a terrific idea! yeah, it's a wonderful thought, the dream to have a place of one's own to share with friends...
Posted by: Van Heng at December 30, 2003 8:40 PMYes, i look forward to the day where we'll all have our own homes and we'll take turns to host gatherings filled with conversation, music, food and the warmth of friendship!
Posted by: joan at December 30, 2003 10:33 PMI look forward to cheaper airfares so that I can drop in on one of these gatherings one day and meet you all in the flesh! :-D
Happy New Year to you all.
Posted by: Adrian at December 30, 2003 10:41 PMOh, Adrian, it would be great if you could visit! We would have such fun little parties. Heh, I saw Joan's pics and can now put a face to your name! =) Up next is as you say, to meet everyone in person!
Posted by: Van Heng at December 31, 2003 4:45 AMIt seems like only yesterday when we were at the beach digging for 'remis' and getting our feet soaked in the sea.... How fast time has flown since July. Wish we had more time to spend at the beach.
Posted by: IreneHeng at January 3, 2004 12:51 PM