June 4, 2013
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uno
I always feel like this is such a kind end
to my working day everytime it appears
as I am driving home. Almost like He is
telling me, “It’s all okay now, you’re
coming home. You deserve this now.”
I try not to forget to thank Him.
dos
This instantly reminded me of Natti.
tres
Men really are sadly all the same,
as made evident by today’s workdress.
So that’s going back into my closet.
cuatro
45 G2 feels really different now.
Passing by my former home on the
way to the Pasar Kecil I stopped and
got out, hoping for the night guard
to already be in (he wasn’t). Sat on
the front stoop of the driveway and
felt like I was hanging about some
stranger’s house. Wasn’t particularly
a nice feeling to be had when it was
a house I grew up in throughout my
childhood. Gotta learn to let it go.
cinco
I’m partially deaf nowadays.
Or just not listening very well,
I’m hoping it’s the latter.
Lat was sitting right next to
me at lunch talking about her
next project donation drive to
the sekolah pekak dan bisu,
to which I asked, “Unta bisu?”
The look of incredulity on her
face that followed made me
want to go to the bathroom
and dribble water in my ears.
seis
Running around between JA and JPSK
today and yelling about ABIF/ WC-FSL
issues made me realise how I will miss
all this so much next year. Leaving the
Bank is a scary thought, what more for
such a long period without a guarantee
that I will ever get to regroup with
this amazing group of colleagues.
Wallahualam.
siete
At the end of the day, I come home
to my family and the world feels right.
