Everyday is a Winding Road.

Most of our life is a series of images. They pass us by like towns on the highway. But sometimes a moment stuns us as it happens. And we know that this instant is more than a fleeting image. We know that this moment-every part of it- will live on forever.

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Whew.
At 4 pm, on the day after Christmas, I can't get out of bed. The farthest I can go is to our ref downstairs to rehydrate. I still feel buzzed. From what I've been drinking these past days, my liver's gonna give up. I finished 3/4 of the bottle of scotch just last night! That's more than my quota.

I'm gonna be lazing around the house the whole day today, and hope that no one's gonna invite me to go out tonight. Because I really, badly, need to rest.

More, later!

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