Aug 21, 2008 09:56
On the constant quest for drama maybe?
Unfortunately,
I do feel slightly Dubai-sick.
I know all my friends are back in town.
Probably with many a drunken story.
They're buying all their rolls of film, bottles of Indian ink and rare bamboo brushes, plus overpriced sketchbooks.
They're bitching about their schedules.
They're sneaking cigarettes, they're hugging their long-lost friends.
But perhaps he's drinking alone
...
They're all doing the same thing they do every year, but now, with the excitement of graduation, and the Moscow exhibition, and the Senior Project, and the 35mm motion picture.
They're all asking,
"Where's Norah?"
How could I miss out on all that excitement and not miss it?
"Ishbak shibakbak"...interestingly, never again.