finally, home. my home is becoming like my hotel, coming home only to seek slumber. everything's a mess right now, just look at my clothes. so now the docs wanna open an air-hole on my grandma's neck. it's a basic and simple op, but i have no power to make any decision at all anyway. so these past days, i've been shuttling to my aunt's hse early in the morn, see my baby cousin who says "ta ma de" and "chou ji dan", before zooming off to the hospital in a taxi. i don't think i've ever been in so many taxis in such a short duration ever. my depressed period is over, by the way, i'm now more settled, albeit the worry lingers. one thing i learned today, people are almost always not what they seem. it's getting harder to trust people.
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