Awakened at 4am last night. To the smell of rain in the air…that bitter-sweet crispness that seeps into every of your sensory glands and flows into the synapses of your brain. Also to the sound of the curtains flapping lightly, rustling leaves, swaying trees, pink skies, flashes of lightning illuminating the dimness and...thunder reverberating in the distance. It was not long after that raindrops began to fall. Gently at first..then with increasing intensity..
Even in that groggy state of mind. My immediate thoughts were...Is he awake too? Does he know it's raining? Are his windows open? Will the rain splash in on him? Hope he’s covered up under his blankie.. Hope he’s wearing a T-shirt at least…Hope his sleep doesn’t get interrupted by the thunder.. Hope he’s not bothered by mosquitoes…
Couldn’t quite get back to sleep till much later..didn’t feel at peace..mumbled a mantra my aunt taught me..na mo am mi tuo fuo - om mani pad me hum…a Buddhist chant to ward off evil spirits..
Got up pretty late at 11am. Tired out by the previous day's activities..sun was high up in the sky..and hmm…first thoughts were..wonder if he’s going off for lunch soon? Hope his day has been okay so far..Hope his customer calling goes well too…Wonder if he's popping by the gym today?
Hmm…miss my baby..
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