We had a beautiful sunset today,
which reminds me of the one we saw abt a week ago in Phnom Bakheng.
And during the day mostly what I did with my sis was gambling.
Playing show hand while majionging,
sounds crazy but it is kind of fun.
Now my sis is cooking in the kitchen,
preparing for friends to come continue our game in the day.
The fun thing is though Bobo has a 9-6 job, he still plays with us until midnight.
He is nice and my sis is happy, and I’m feeling happy for her.
Of course I can cook as well.
I cooked for myself almost every week in Brisbane, boiled vegetable and potatoes.
Although the memory is vague, I remember one time of my disastrous failed cooking experience.
Shane digested the food as if it was still edible, which to be frank, was not.
OK now I’m the one who brought up his name in the first place.
But I never avoid his name, yet it is still best not to flip that page.
I don’t know. When sometimes u clearly know sth cannot be yours,
it’s an easy option just to claim that u don’t want it at all,
and stop feeding urself fantasy abt the scenarios what if.
I cannot ask for more
except just enjoying this cozy late summer and early fall.