Winding down

Well, once again, the weekend is upon us. It's been a hectic week for me. Still, I can't complain. There's no war nor famine here, no monk had to sacrifice his life. The cranes still fly overhead every evening, a sky of kites once in a while. There's coffee and teh tarik to soothe the nerves, malls to loiter in. Music to watch people go by, to dance with some fun guy.

May you have a great weekend, my wonderful blog-friends.