I Write Sins Not Tragedies

I'm lovin that song.

I am snivelling over a plate of

'Mee Goreng' when Brewster calls

"Where ya at Mowgli?" (or something to that effect)

"I'm out the door, be there soon,"

I say feigning a rushed voice.

Sigh.

Today I had to ask for 'me' time the day

before I leave next week, because I know

I will go ballistic if I leave without it.

More than half the 'holiday' (what a joke!)gone

and so many people that I haven't seen or called

or have been unable to call back because

they just keep coming.

So much that I have to do,like start packing when I

haven't even unpacked.

Bantum says that I am incapable of saying 'no'

and that I should just turn off my phone

for 3 hours and do what I need to do

I said, "What?Turn my phone off?"

He said "Yeah the world won't something something

if you cease to exist for 3 hours."

Father is thinking of giving me his camera but says

I haven't shown enough interest in owning

and learning how to use it

But it's obvious I have interest

what I don't have right now, while in Penang,

is time.