8.1.09

China

If u let me pick a word to describe the life in China, jazzy, with no reason.

I am sitting in the dark, bored. Everywhere outside is icy.

I went down to the little wine shop n bought the left stock for their only white wine. And there is still only 20 bottles of them. I guess it should be enough for the week left. The wind was wild.

I was traveling in the south, visiting people, here and there, for some reasons. I was on trains, buses all alone. But it felt good. Neat.

Few books I'm reading, two chinese n THE ENGLISH PATIENT by this man from sri lanka or ? One of the chinese ones is about life of farmers in the old times, i assume. The author was pretty famous in China for his style, from which i saw only roughness. I dislike him, obviously.

Singapore is smiling at me in her own sly way. Oh well, well. Hmmm....

Too much to say, too much to recall.

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