Affection Suite
There is something always that calls us out beyond the known world, a song in the heart that yearns for journeys, a place in the heart that listens for the call.
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Cococabana Rhapsody
memoir of our second date in Cococabana Restaurant, Lamma Island on 13th July 2000
The pale yellow light from the lamp in the pier head rippling in the water found its perfect waltz partner with the swishing palm trees along the crescent bay. The rhythm was orchestrated by the tender summer breeze that swept across the South China Sea and onto this quaint and secluded cove in Lamma Island.
I slept on the beach, already for an unknown time, but long enough for my head sagged itself into the sand, allowing the tiny particles blown straight into my ear. I watched the ocean waves rising and heaving from the horizon, billowing towards the shore, and crashing on rocks with echo. They ebbed away with a foaming white, but very soon they rolled back, resigned and returned........
My mind, as it often did, started wrapping itself around her: She is not with me tonight, she is still working in a new environment she is not so pleased with. She is not a workaholic, but she works smartly, talks perfectly, and she is a charm and likeable object amongst the peers.
She just made a big move in career, but only to find it could not fit her aspiration. She should not be too upset. She is still young and she will have immense opportunities ahead. She got to ride through some periods of storm, before sailing into a journey of her dreams.
May this rhapsody of Cococabana go with the wind to her.
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