But then again, not being who we used to be is a source of anxiety, isn't it? I have changed, you have changed, and it's like we have to get to know each other again and again...it's tiring. Having old friends can be painful and tiring. But it's also one of the most fun things in the world. Because we've got old ground covered. And it's new ground all the time.

I guess I'm musing while drunk on tea. Ah tea.

Day off tomorrow. Yay. No weekends, but I get Hari Raya off. Yay.

The concept of 'suffering'; when you speak about it so straightforwardly and baldly, I feel like I have found a kin in this world. It's there, but it doesn't have to win. We're both still here.