sun early morning when i was still asleep, i dreamt.

i dreamt that we took a taxi and the taxi driver had an uncanny resemblance to dad.

we (kao, mum and i) had lunch together and i was sitting opposite kao and i saw him tear silently.

and the next thing i know, i woke up.

this weekend has not been good at all. apart from the birthday party which was the only thing that was right.

but apart from that, nothing.

nothing.

nothing.