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Mar 22, 2009 15:14

last night kelly came over to jed's and informed me that quan, the guy who hooked us up with practically EVERYTHING (visas, bus/ferry tickets, weed, fortune tellers, chit-chat, etc.) while we were in saigon, died in a boating accident.

he drowned in the hull of a small wooden boat that got hit by a giant iron barge.

i barely knew the guy, but he did something very valuable for me, and i don't think i got to thank him quite enough.

i just keep thinking about him struggling to breathe as water fills his lungs. what a horrible way to go.

ironic, too, as yesterday, just hours before she told me, i laid on jed's bed and read asiaddict all the way through. it made me miss saigon, and it made me yearn for returning.

i feel constantly overbooked, but i can't (re. don't really want to) undo it. there is no end in sight. i think my life's work won't be to learn how to say no but how to comfortably juggle all the different things i've said yes to.

i do realize how stupid that probably sounds.

i feel obsessive. about a few different things. huh.

alexis has been visiting for almost a week. it's been fantastic and nostalgic having her here, but once she leaves i'll be able to relax...

YEAH RIGHT!

p.s. bikini baristas, wtf?!? "...a huge emphasis on making great espresso." uh-huh, i'm sure.
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