Its raining……
I still can’t believe that I am back in Reading…Back to reality and low, low ceilings.
Penang feels like a dream. A very very nice dream. What had happened made me feel like a 14 year old again. That warm fuzzy feeling. I don’t know how long this feeling can last. We are both no longer innocent idealistic teenagers but jaded and in our late twenties. And the situation is made more difficult by the 6700 miles separating us. I wonder what would have happened if I stayed longer.
Finally handed in my notice today, followed by a counter offer. No thanks. In 3 months I will be starting a new job, with new colleagues and a new role. Scary. And I was wedged between Mr Married-and-appreantly-Separated and 21 year old for the whole day.
Still can’t stop thinking about him.
