đôi lúc suy nghĩ của toi có chiều hướng psychopath hihi. it’s the end of September, and as always, I’m listening to “Wake me up when September ends” by Green Day. it’s become a ritual, repeated year after year since 2008 or 2009 - I can’t even remember when I first hear it.
tonight I had four glasses of wine at Mad Wine in Thao Dien. the off-dry Riesling was incredible - so much better than cocktails, and Mad Wine itself far better than the bars on Pham Viet Chanh, even Legato with its sweet Friday jazz. tomorrow I’ll stay home, gather my bottles from Thở, and sink into a bean bag. it feels good again, finally, since my period ended on Monday and the tears dried.
I’ve been tempted to buy a Ricoh to carry everywhere and shoot random photos - but really, the iPhone is enough. focus on work for now, Linh. one thing at a time.
still, there’s this other mission - finding a friend, a companion in Saigon. and that feels impossibly hard.