Photo-finish by a loooong shot

I once interviewed a man (a company CEO) who told me that he was reading 4 books at one time and that he has been doing so for two months. I thought to myself, this guy is weird, he couldn't even finish a book in one sitting.

Here I am 10 years after, and I'm doing the same thing. I've grown old. I can't spare the time to read one book in one sitting. I only have snatches of time...precious pockets of minutes I spend lost in a book's pages.

One I keep in the bathroom to read while in there; one by my bedside in my apartment to read before I doze off to sleep; one by the dinner table to read while I eat my meals, and; one by my bedside in my mother's home when I visit her in the weekends.

I jst hope it doesn't get worse before it gets better. 10 more pages to go of n.p. (by banana yashimoto) tonight. wish me luck :)

Standing still

It's been more than 6 months since my dad died and yet I still feel this way....empty...

This emptiness is like a shadow I cannot shake and yet people who barely know me would think I am perfectly fine. I am a flurry of activity. Smiling, laughing, going on with life...escaping from my random thoughts.

This is the first time in months that I could write here without tears blurring my vision...so I guess I'm as ready as I could ever be...to reach inward and share what I think with the world at large.

Well this is lousy writing I know....but forgive me, I haven't stood still in a long while.