awake at 7:30 in the morning [ ] - quoc viet - -@_.com @ 8:18am
it’s early and i’m sitting in front of my computer, doing the usual email checking and blog reading. it’s pretty damn early and outside are the sounds of a city waking up. i had put off the fact that i was returning to Phan Thiet for quite some time but I can’t anymore. late tonight, or should i say early tomorrow, 4am, a bus is going to pull up to the front gates of the company and i’m going to throw myself and a bag on it for the 4 hour trip back to the place that haunts me like bad decisions haunt a chronic indecisive. i’m not the same person i was when i came back from Phan Thiet those few months ago. funny how such a short time can mean so much.

tonight we’re celebrating short-stout’s birthday, a bit earlier than the actual date, but it’s cool because who really gives a shit what day you were born. it’s all symbolic anyway. we’re going to drink and waste ourselves, and i’m going to crash on a bus that’s going to take me back to my students. i hope they’ll be there. i hope they’re still laughing.

the things unwritten in this blog would make for one crazy read. maybe someday.

upon reflection, it appears that silence is not the absence of sound but the presence of nothing.
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