I should be like a bear and hibernate

The cold month of December is approaching. Whenever comes this time of the year, the story of the Little Match Girl comes to mind. How she tries to warm herself with the matches and how she imagines beautiful things with the warmth of each match. Until there are no more matches left, she dies… in the cold.

Makes me wonder if me life is like this. From a match of happiness to another. At least I know I am not alone, and I know what is happening. I do want to find that warm fireplace. But I am too driven. It’s like a truck engine on a small Fiat Pinto. An self inflicted disaster waiting to happen.

Good thing I can “Esc” thru work, there is nothing much more I can do. Christmas is still open, 4 days of Hols yet to be decided. My contract coming to an end again. Work distractions always come in handy.

I will be going to the land of a …. I don’t know what kind of land HK represents. I’ve seen the map, and it has shyteloads of hills. Going to pig myself like there is no tomorrow. My first trip, very very excited. After waiting for almost 2 years.. Finally I get to leave that friggin cubi.

Tired… too greedy with time… stretching them hours too long… Gotta make plans to skip the country… Lonely Christmas.. with George Michael’s Careless Whisper to serenade me.

Arrggh.. give me a “Love Actually” ending!!!!