Memories of 2013

One will be surprised how much she can remember when things are coming to an end. 

With the year coming to an end, I find myself reminiscing about seemingly insignificant things that I thought would be filed loosely away in the "temporary folder" of my mind. 

I remember:

Cooking a lot this year. Putting together ingredients I never previously knew existed to whip up new permutations of dishes. Hours sweating over the stove, burns etc. Being able to cook everyday was indeed a blessing. I truly missed that.

While I don't miss washing up, the details in slow-motion are now rubbing though my mind like a playlist on repeat mode. It's tedious and I can feel the bite of the detergent and wondering ever too often if my hands will dry up. 

To be able to put my own concoctions on the dining table though knowing it filled the belly of a man I love was , however, worth it. 

Don't know when I'll get to repeat it. Maybe with washing gloves next time. 

Maybe. 

Post holiday fatigue

Feeling majorly I'll with a ponding headache now. No other major ailments but the headache is so bad I'm almost reduced to tears. 

:(

Time, please slow down.

It feels like an eternity since I typed away at the keyboard. It is therapeutic and cathartic, akin to a pianist releasing one's emotions through lengthy compositions.

December always feels like a short month. It is the threshold before the door of a new year opens and it spells suspense and excitement to me. It is also choked full with events and workdays are extremely fast-paced but short. The door is ajar and I can almost peek in. Yet, I still don't know what's on the other side, nary a hint of what is to come.

I marvel at how fast time passes and fades away. How things evolve and change. I marvel that I'm here today, typing. I marvel really. Because I didn't think I could make it.

The airline sent a reminder that I'm heading out of town in less than 7 days. Yet it still feels strangely light years away. I do not remember me ever enjoying work so much. Yes, there are plenty of moments I feel exhausted but when your colleagues have grown on you so much you think you will cry with them and celebrate their best moments, work is a lot less dreary. Work is fun, dynamic and the other matters just fade into oblivion. I still scramble to tie up many loose ends before I head off for a short holiday but apart from that, I doubt I will dread coming back.

So yes, 2014. I think I'm ready. Bring it on.