Dee’s Space

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Share That room with the beer-cans on the wall smells of rubber-skinned basketballs and a bit of medicated oil. Do you know how many times you healed my fingers twisted from a flying ball? Remember the time you healed my wrist? I sprained it breaking a roller-blade accident and lied it was from shooting hoops. [...]

Share This is Lucien’s bedside friend. Mister Turtle lights up the room with stars of the constellation with the star-shaped carvings on his trusty shell. Conscientious parents could read the accompanying literature that explained the orion belt, etc etc. Clearly for us, we merely enjoyed the stars of orange, green and blue that danced against [...]

Share The old adage of never taking anything nor anyone for granted rings truer than ever, cutting with a truth that greets me each time I turn to his room and all that remains is a hollow darkness where his joviality used to be. I take so much of his presence for granted. It’s a [...]

Share Boys will be Boys So I got a chance to see, just before heading out the door to work this morning, Lucien playing a little all-by-myself football. He’s quite good at it, seeing he is able to kick with both feet (already better than I) and when the ball gets in tight spaces, he [...]

Share I like waking up to the canned familiarity of luncheon pork and pork cubes.

Share Traveling gives a surreal quality to the perception of time. what used to be a typical weekend can take you to the steaming buns of the noisy teahouse in hong kong and back to the organized taxi queues at the Changi airport. And I truly marvel at how so much seems to have happened [...]

Share … 1. long(er) hair 2. less obsession with single utility products and more care on general administration of life. I do need to become a lot more prompt with bill payments (internet & mobile banking helps so much!); be a little more merciless in trashing things (including expensive clothing that just will NEVER fit [...]

Share Diana reminded me of this email I wrote on our honeymoon. I like that many things still resonated and I found comfort in the fact that I still felt the same. Because often, the things that used to matter much erode in the wave of forgetability. Except about the Chanel bags because I actually [...]

Share Months of uncaring sloth meant that one evening when I actually wanted to run, my Asics Tiger Paws had separated itself. I was shocked. Winter boots maybe. But my running shoes?! How easily we forget that what we don’t work, we lose the use for. Like limbs. Will. Discipline. Mindfulness. I got back on [...]