Two weeks in Hong Kong and that has been gone. Not exactly enjoyed for two weeks. Sick for a week and how does that count?
Jakarta (first impression) seems not as bad as I thought. Must be the ultra low expectation to begin with. The days are long and we shall see.
A faint sense of loneliness. A very familiar sense of loneliness. A different place (environment), a different job but same kind of feeling. Oh no, not to think about all these but to enjoy tomorrow while we can.
Bought a new novel called “High Fidelity”. In any case, I shall not buy any new book but this one was irresistible. Talking about girls dumping guys and all the sad love stories. Well, kind of suit the scene.