“Please help me cleaning all the dish. I can’t sleep,” I begged my kids.
“Why is that?” they asked.
“The smell from cooking is so strong. It irritates me,” I told me.
“Nope, we smell nothing. It’s just you, dad!” they replied.
Every night, the process of falling asleep is a huge struggle. Not only the mind keeps thinking about everything between me and the Black Hole, I am annoyed with the smell from the kitchen, the sound of hot water from the pipeline, the cars and people chatting from downstairs, as well as the sound from the wind and trees.
The idea seems very clear in my mind, and I can talk about it eloquently for hours. But when required to put the thought into writing, I got stuck immediately. I even wrote many books on topics that I enjoy, but fail to produce simple write up when it is ‘required’ and ‘highly structured’. It kills me in my academic journey. Anyone has similar experience?
I hate it so much when an active discussion is taking place online (WhatsApp group for example), I participate by writing down something and immediately the activity stopped, silent…. and my mind started getting wild thinking why. Was it something about what I said? Did I say something awkward or wrong?
I now wear the best winter shoes I can get. It’s Merrell Moab FST Ice+ Thermo with Vibram® Arctic Grip for unparalleled traction on wet ice. It costs me a fortune but I am free from slipping and falling so far. This trip to Amsterdam should be smooth. No more accident like in Durham last winter.
I fell again.
Not because of the horror black ice like in Finland. I missed my steps when walking down the stairs at Zaanse Schans train station! I hit hard my knee but managed to grab my daughter’s hand which saved me from rolling down like the rotten jack fruit!
I got used to spill sauce and gravy on my shirt when having meal, accidentally dropped this and that, broke things and wasted money to replace… but not like today. It was a happy day that I went to Vörttän beach with my family, swimming, eating sandwiches… and while waiting for the bus, I accidentally dropped my iPhone on the floor at the bus stop, and cracked the screen like hell.