Damn, these pick-up lines are so good! The person who thought of them is brilliant.
1. Restricted movement or not - you've locked down my heart.
2. This virus is so infectious, just like you.
3. Soap and water may wash away a virus, but no amount of washing will wash away my feelings for you.
4. I have maggi mee….will you marry me?
5. Are you infected with the virus? Cos you take my breathe away.
Sunday, March 29, 2020
Gift of time
Today: Day 11 of the Movement Control Order.
5 days 21 hrs / 141 hours (from 22/03/2020 1400hrs until 28/3/2020 0845hrs) - the longest I've ever stayed indoor without leaving the house.
Had to leave the house this morning for groceries as we were running low on supply. Even at 8.50am there was a queue into the grocer.
Feels surreal that this is happening in Malaysia and in a lot of other countries around the world.
Is the end time drawing near?
The statistics are alarming but the fear (of death, of losing a loved one) really kicked in when someone I knew became part of the statistics yesterday.
The fear of returning home after my visit to the grocer. "What if I get infected unknowingly despite all the precautions? What if I'm asymptomatic but end up infecting my loved ones and they succumb to the virus?"
Am I prepared if the worse was to happen? I'm not. And the thought scares me.
The elusive and temporary gift of time - to be with Carina, to do the chores I've always wanted to do but never had the time to, to rest, to read, to blog - while I still can.
They say "live each day like it is your last". Easier said than done.
5 days 21 hrs / 141 hours (from 22/03/2020 1400hrs until 28/3/2020 0845hrs) - the longest I've ever stayed indoor without leaving the house.
Had to leave the house this morning for groceries as we were running low on supply. Even at 8.50am there was a queue into the grocer.
Feels surreal that this is happening in Malaysia and in a lot of other countries around the world.
Is the end time drawing near?
The statistics are alarming but the fear (of death, of losing a loved one) really kicked in when someone I knew became part of the statistics yesterday.
The fear of returning home after my visit to the grocer. "What if I get infected unknowingly despite all the precautions? What if I'm asymptomatic but end up infecting my loved ones and they succumb to the virus?"
Am I prepared if the worse was to happen? I'm not. And the thought scares me.
The elusive and temporary gift of time - to be with Carina, to do the chores I've always wanted to do but never had the time to, to rest, to read, to blog - while I still can.
They say "live each day like it is your last". Easier said than done.
Monday, March 23, 2020
Lingering emotions
Come to me tonight when everyone's asleep
Say you love me
I keep seeing you deep in my heart
But you feel like the wind passing by me
Even if I have to worry about losing you every day
I want to have you in my life
Even if it breaks my heart because it is a dream that can't come true
I'd like to sincerely dream of the future
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