


Whenever I look back, I can't help but remember all the things I wanted. The little gestures that would last a life time accompanied with the thought that no matter repeated a thousand times in your head feels even sweeter than the first.
Time check. 5.10am
I'm actually smiling to myself right now. This feels so silly.
Len has been asking me to check my mail so I suppose it was another snail mail with his heartfelt scriblings on them which required a tinsy pinch of decoding. I just happened to remember that I was suppose to check it so I did.
There was a maroon envelope with my address, name, an air mail chop and a christmas island stamp on it. It looked a5 just slightly squareish. As much as I wanted to rip the envelope apart, I tried to remain composed for another minute or two and took a snap of it for memories.
I slid the card out and on it said, "Better late than never".
By then I already had a smile fixated on my face anticipating. So I flipped it open and as I read word after word, all that kept running through my mind was how he took the trouble to look for a card, get it mailed to me on his last day before he saw me the next, planned a gift, in perfect timing. On the card, he mentioned how the "past" him was communicating with the "present" me through snail mail and that if there were any rotten events in my future, he'd repair the present in hope of a better outcome. How he's grateful for the trust I've entitled him with and wished me a Happy Birthday in advance.
He stayed over the past weekend so sometimes I go over to my luggage to look for stuff. I did see something loosely wrapped with black paper but never quite bothered cause I thought it belonged to him. Just 10 minutes ago I realised that it was for me! Hahaha. Initially I was suppose to ask him for the present in person, even though that didn't fall through, i'm still thoroughly surprised. So now, we both have the same pair of shark pants from Peter Alexander!
The littlest things can mean so much.
Thank you Len.
<3
Goodnight everyone.
My week has begun on a good note.
D.
1 comment:
Anything sweeter than this and I am dying!
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