holy crap

the realization that I'm going to be heading for the airport in less
than 5 hours hits me like a big wet sandbag between the eyes.



Wham.



that's the sly thing about time: it creeps away so sneakily while u're
busy that before u know it, u're watching the extended version of ur
life, with additional commentary by St. Peter, or Allah, or Whoever.



it can get quite depressing when u're sitting next to a bunch of
schoolkids at an ice-cream parlour and u realise that they're doing
what u were doing six, seven, eight years ago. And u start to wonder where all the time has gone.



or when u're listening to the radio and u can identify the songs on
class 95 better than those on 98.7, because those were the songs u grew
up with.



sure, i'm hardly ancient. But man do I feel like I'm starting to become an old fogey. Or some irascible old man.



I need to get thailand out of my system.