Last night, deep in incoherent thoughts, I asked myself “what is it that I am looking for?” Screaming clients, endless court hours, enduring judges’ mood certainly were not part of the plan. I questioned the same thing to my closest friends, time and again. Tonnes of crappy answers got in the way. No offence guys, but really!
It is fait accompli perhaps – at this stage of life – I might be pondering about choices I previously made. I wish I could plan my life with mathematical precision but I know it would be unrealistic. Maybe I just need a break.
It has been so long, since I care to remember, the last time Jefree and I were alone. So, we are packing our bags this weekend to hide in the quietness of Tanjung Jara Resort. What would I do there? May be I would put the mobile on a silent mode, leave my faithful laptop behind, catch up on my reading and sleep a lot. Perhaps, I’ ll hold Jefree’s hand a little. I know he found it “rimas” to hold my hand but the hell I care.
As such, Write Away will be hushed for a while. In the words of Shar101, “don’t mess up the furniture folks!” Take care.
Oh yeah, one more thing. Son, even if we are not bringing you along this time, that doesn’t mean we don’t love you. We love you, always.