snapshot

Once in a while, I do these snapshot-type things. I like reading them back, it makes me remember exactly what life was like.

It's 1 am on a Friday morning. I've finished going through the entire list of my 20 or so favourite websites, mostly blogs. I'm sitting on the ground typing away on the computer with an ache in my back, on my left is the TV on cable channel 21, golf.

The light in the room is yellow and for once, we didn't switch on the aircon. The fan is whirring away and anytime now, I expect Day to roll over and mewl in protest against the heat. If the heat doesn't wake him up, he may roll off the mattress which is on the ground and strike his head, it's his usual pattern.

Next to him sleeping on the tatami mattresses is his father, who is shirtless and snoring very noisily with his mouth wide open and the headphones lying askew on his head, still transmitting sound from the TV.

Except for the fan, it's complete silence. I am always the last person to turn in. After this, I will lie down on the tatami and read a novel, probably some no-brainer torrid romance novel (I've got "Devil in the Dark" for the moment, loaned from the maid who shares her novels with me) and turn off the lights at 2am when the book has done its job of making me very bored and sleepy.

This, then, is my typical after-midnight routine. I love the solitude.

This entry was posted by Sher, on Friday, July 01, 2005. You can leave your response.