turning 36

this time i feel it coming.

there was this phase when i lost track of time and doesn't know it's coming. some years i even forgot about it. some years i can't remember my age and have to take whatever the year to subtract 71 to know my own age. this time round i'm crystal clear: 35 turning 36.

(sigh...)

but why sigh? life is good to me. i got a job, decently paid. i can drive to wherever i want to, whenever i want to. i brought mum and aunts to macau & hong kong. i brought the whole gang to eat xiao long pao. and i have a pair of lovely niece and nephew.

LY says i'm a little pessimistic. i'm not sure if i should agree with that.

the other nite yZ and i went for supper. he asked this very mature question: what is life? i still think of myself as his teacher, so i said "you'll find out when you find out."

june has come and gone. very soon july will be over too. i look at the books in my room and think of how lucky i am.