Midsummer is here, and lingering. Very bitter sweet time for me. My birthday. My friend's death day. My favorite cousin and god-sister's wedding day. Usually never celebrate it. It was always during school hols when I was a kid. and I was always conflicted whether I liked that or not. Pre-school days, dad always had a party and cake for me. Of course I don't remember any of those, it was always family, I only remember it because of all the photos he took. Black and white of course. but you can always tell which birthday it is cos cake would be shaped 1 or 2 or 3 or 4 or 5. I have bout 20 cousins on my mother's side, I think that was the last count. I am number 3. My god-sister D is prob number 19. I probably got that all wrong. it doesn't matter.

No work till October. Sigh. Idle mind. Longing to get away. I miss Baby E. He makes me smile.