Vào những ngày mưa rơi lất phất lại muốn coi phim, nhâm nhi chút ấm áp và thả mình vào một miền ký ức.
Đã lâu rồi không thật sự coi phim, hôm qua lại vô tình lướt qua The Half of it, và tất nhiên thì ngày càng không thể coi phim lại muốn xem phim. Tới hôm nay khi được thả mình rồi thì lại không dám xem nữa. Nhịp điệu nhẹ nhàng và tông màu man mác của phần mở đầu tán tỉnh của hai bạn nhân vật chính chợt mang bản thân về những năm tháng chập chững làm người lớn, kiếm phim như mình vừa coi vừa ấm ức. Cũng hay, chị đạo diễn phim này cũng đạo diễn Saving face nè, cảm thấy sắc màu giông giống, vẫn đượm buồn.
Đôi lúc xem một chút lại khơi gợi một miền cảm xúc đã ngủ vùi từ đâu..
Lại thèm nghe 1 bài nhạc cũ, nhấm nháp chút tư vị bỗng nhiên đã cũ
With everything that has been going on, what’s with the rain and the cold, this is not unexpected. On arrival I quickly found out that the one of the toilet pipe had fallen from the outpour the night before. Not to fear, room sprays work a treat for those sewagey odour! Otherwise the surface spray has this nice soft refreshing lemongrass scent, it’s such a shame we can’t spray it everywhere. It’s functioning kinda like a barrier against COVID these days too
Since I still have a nostril, and atlas was banished to fever clinic
Surprisingly after waiting for about 30 minutes in the cold verandah, thankfully sheltered from the drizzling rain, I was found to have a mild fever at 38.1…wth..how am I not hypothermic
The swab was quick but uncomfortable, and I’m sure it was bloodstained in the fluid transport medium. They only went to mid-turbinate, I was already psyched for nasopharyngeal swab so yay, win!!
And yesterday was basically lounging in iso, weekend plans were out of the window
Day 2 of waiting, and already I’ve about out of things to YouTube. Good thing I’m back to gaming, and Obra Dinn had been riveting. But I want to jump back to P5R and smash that Okumura boss fight damnit
It’s been ongoing since Feb. Mom and dad stayed for over a month, it was our taste of the lock down that was to come
It’s nice have them spend the time with us, being family again, being together again. Quarrelling and getting mad at each other again. So very docile, fuzzy and frustrating, but hey, that’s family no?
Now that they’re home, our battle started
It feels odd, confronting my morality at the turn of a new decade
I suppose that’s what our parents went through, except their life is on the line 50 odd years ago, all day everyday. You don’t know if you’d make it another day
At the start, there was the almost daily barages of information pooling in, China in a lock down, people panicked, pandemonium ensued
And then it hit closer and closer to home
I’d worked during the day, with the rising number of cases, of presentations and scrambling for PPE and handwash and toilet paper, and ScoMo would come on at night to waffle around and threw bombshells.
Y như bị pháo kích mỗi đêm, không khi nào ngừng nghỉ. Lúc nào cũng nơm nớp lo lắng
And then news and stories would be streaming in, and it hit closer and closer to Bathurst, fancy that
It’s odd hearing your colleagues on the States having their wills done, moving out of their family home, battling ARDS and working as makeshift ED docs (widely out of their expertise)
You’d panic. I’d panicked.
A close friend in Canberra is already working off minimal PPE with COVID 19 patients, and she’s young, and she’s scared
I’m also scared, I don’t want to be exposed unknowingly to asymptomatic carriers and bring it home on my weekly trip back home. I don’t want to spread it to my most vulnerable, and yet I still want to seek that comfort of home.
And yet here we are, if ED is asking, we Ll know I’d say yes in a heartbeat. Fluvax already in my system, praying for the best and planning for the worst
Here’s to hoping that the empty EDs and wards are just us overreacting
Here’s to hoping the social distancing and self-isolation would end
Here’s to hoping we’d make out of this unscathed, with our sanity relatively intact
I was informed that this little blog is turning 8 now, how quickly does time fly.
I suppose the extreme heat is devastating
Rest well Meow Meow, at least now you won’t have to fight with Cookie over dog food anymore. It amazes us to no end how you could thrive so well despite all odds.