Again

I looked at my wristwatch: 5:37 am! Damn it! What have I done again? Sprang to my feet, I briskly grabbed my backpack and headed home. The street was still asleep, only some early risers were jogging on the sidewalk.

It’s another forty-minute walk; the heck with that I insisted it anyway! I wanted to feel fresh air before the sun showed its face on this chilly morning. After coming back to the apartment, I took a quick shower and rinsed away the disgusting cigarette smoke stained all over me. Wait, I have to take off my contacts too. Shit, almost forgot that again…

Soon as I hit the sack, my exhausted body sank into a world of oblivion. Thought I slept long enough but only was awaken by the goddamned noise downstairs! I yelled: Fuck! Can’t you guys take a day off? It’s Moon Festival TODAY! Stop the fucking hammer and the stupid construction work! Perhaps it was just a coincidence or they actually heard my howling protestation, the noise vanished. I glanced over my alarm o’clock which showed: 9:38 am. Shit! I needed more sleep…

Somehow, I entered a familiar milieu, a place I lived for two years back in the States.
“K. kept coming out to ask whether you’re home or not,” said J.
“Didn’t she know I was out tonight?”
“She did. But she just wanted to talk to you. It made me sad, you know? I think the entire family has missed you very much”
“So have I,” said with my trembling body.
Six hours passed since I went out last night.
“Hey, you’re finally back! I’m sorry I know you’re out with friends, but…” said K.
“I know, J has told me all about it already. I’m sorry too…”
Out of the blue
The front gate and the kerosene lamps aligned the Victorian house kept magnifying at the back of my retinas until I clearly saw Robbie’s and Eric’s drawings stuck on the window panes. I thought the time had stopped for eternity.

As I blinked for moisturizing my eyes, I realized that was a dream, a vivid one again. I couldn’t hold my tears back-cascade hit me hard. I cried out loud and was afraid someone else in the apartment would hear it. I didn’t know why that came over me. I guess I truly miss my friends across the Pacific Ocean. They are always in my memory and have an important spot in my heart as well.

Love, I think I understand it better. My heart was full because I saw the person I like again yesterday evening…