|Worse than making a bed...poor T-Rex.|
Hmm. Brings to mind Michael Ondaatje's Anil's Ghost: "Not that he was happy here, but being busy he was preoccupied", which when you think about it, is an improvement over "Glass becoming air and air becoming glass" paragraph (Rushdie), or even "Mind the gap! Mind the gap!" (Weldon).
Yes, that's the trick. Keep busy, and I'll worry less about things in general because when you're busy, and preoccupied, you don't think about anything else. Makes sense no?
|...et en fin, que faire?|
Reductor! I wish. Or maybe, even better, Redactor! Flights of fancy indeed. What would the Wise Woman of the West say? Ohhh that's right, I'm not supposed to ask the Wise Woman for advice, so I shan't.
Heart of hearts, what would I, me, myself and I, do? Let's see, it can't be anything out of character because that would be cheating and reek of drama being sprayed over narrative. Yes, I know exactly what I would do - I'll lift up the fourth finger of my right hand slightly, then waggled it ever so imperceptibility over to the right, then return it to the starting position. That's what I would do. Dr. J constantly talks about bottles of beer and oysters, but he doesn't seem to understand that I don't drink beer, and I only like oysters when fried into a thin crepe, and doused with light soy and white pepper. So yes, a lifted finger, then a dropping neck of submission to the fates. That, my sweet, will be what I look forward to. I've predicted this and will be reminded in a year's time when the future me receives an e-mail sent by the present me.
So for today, BK's birthday, I shall go look at some gee-gees, but not behave like Eliza Doolittle. There will be no expectations other than to whip some references, write a few lines and maybe have some fish tonight.
|What will the future bring for$1.00?|
|Can can or can liao lah? That is the question lah|
Tak pasti yet lah.
Apa boleh buat lah? Hati sakit, kepala sakit, badan sakit.
Apa-lah, now the space bar also not working. Aiyoh, must be sign that should go sleep-sleep now. So I will. More tomorrow. Maybe - it all depends how all the polishing goes. Were I to write a cosmic wish list tonight....but I. Must. Not. because it's bad for my state of mind and it destroys the careful equilibrium (which is by no means static) of expectations bubbling within.
The changes that can be wrought in a week. Oh me, oh my.
Okay - lah, just dream-dream and say can lah already what. At least until tomorrow and then see again loh.