Friends
It’s That Time of Year Again
Playboy Jazz Festival has come and gone once again. My friends and I kind of made it an annual thing since 2015, though I seriously debated about skipping it this year. The ambience is always so much fun, however, thus I decided to just go as usual. Six of us attended together on Saturday, then … Continue reading
Gathering My Thoughts
My thoughts are still a jumble of memories and emotions. For the most part, strangely, I don’t think it’s hit me yet how completely he’s gone from my life. There are the photos that he sent to me via the Line app; there are messages on the Line app and a text or two on … Continue reading
One Night in Bangkok
Technically, it was three nights in Bangkok, but the first one didn’t really count, as my flight arrived about 11:45 p.m. By the time I exchanged currency, made it through Immigration, collected my bag, got a taxi and checked into the hotel, it was definitely after 1:00 a.m. Nearly all of the following day was … Continue reading
How Can the World Keep on Turning
when you’re no longer of this earth? How can the sun shine or birds sing when I can’t even get up to greet the day knowing that you’re gone? We may not have been that close, but my grief is overwhelming. Maybe it’s because your death was so unexpected. Did you suffer? Hopefully not. I … Continue reading
Friday is For…
Well, after another massage at Lily Spa, Friday was for lunch at Copper Kitchen (yup, had all 3 meals there) and more shopping. My lunch at Copper Kitchen was the Cheeseburger Sliders (black Angus beef, organic tomatoes and chipotle mayonnaise), followed by the Cereal Milk Panna Cotta (chocolate cookie base, coffee crunch). The sliders were … Continue reading
Thai Time
I made it – back in the City of Angels (a.k.a. the original City of Sin – isn’t that a contradiction?!). My flight arrived on time at BKK on Saturday morning. My ex had been planning for several months to pick me up, but he’s been very sick with the flu and hadn’t gotten any … Continue reading
I Want to Go Home
This past weekend was spent in L.A., not for any particular reason, but because I’m “homesick.” The trip didn’t start off all that well. My 8:00 a.m. flight on Virgin America was delayed until 9:15 a.m., though we weren’t actually airborne until about 9:45 a.m. A friend of mine had wanted to pick me up … Continue reading