the sweet trumpeter, he sent me this:

If wishes were horses, beggars would ride. If turnips were watches, I would wear one by my side. And if "ifs" and "ands" Were pots and pans, There'd be no work for tinkers!

a haunting desire to fictionalise my life made me purchase the soundtrack of 2046. it has some cool movie cards included.

i don't know why i have a sudden urge to bob my hair short and sweet again but no i think i like long hair for now. maybe in january i might do a bob.

gave in to my craving and went for a swim nearby. could have done more but after twenty laps the people started coming. i saw cashiers wearing santa caps, i saw tinsel and christmas tree stars at the shops today. it made me very happy. like a distant phase i look foward to that seems to have been part of a disconnected past somehow.