Early this morning, an office staff called and grunted, "Hey, come down & get ur breakfast!". I was like... DuH?? At that moment, I was munching my self-prepared honey-oats-cheese sandwich & slurping my extra-strong kopi... WhAt ExTrA BrEakFaST?? WhO?? ApRiL FoOlS?? SoMe sEcReT AdMiReR fRoM mY sAmE oRgAniZaTiOn? SoMe sTRanGeR wHo ReAD mY PrEvIOuS BloG AbT DeAd FrEnShIPs & WaNnA TeLL mE tHeRe'S sTiLL LOVE oN eArTH?
As I hopped down the stairs leading to the office excitedly, almost tripping over in my haste, I second-guessed who breakfast-delivery-man/woman could have been... & BiNgO! One of my faithful buddies of course, who can always be counted on to spring such appropriately-timed suprises. It's a simple but heartfelt breakfast of egg tart & cream puff. Perhaps he thought I could do with some sweetening in my life. Indeed. After that dead-friendship blog yesterday, he probably thought he was the one I was describing. But hey, worry not dear wolf buddy, it is not you who's out of this Amazing (Friendship) Race.
In the same breathe as I lament the passing of some treasured friendship, I celebrate the continuity of many wonderful fellowships. I know there are MANY of you out there who truly care & love moi. Like someone once said, "Friends are like stars, you may not always see them, but they are always around somewhere". I understand this, so everyone who's reading this blog right now, pls do not feel pressured & start delivering breakfasts & lunches & dinners to me. (I have to watch my weight you know.)
I love you all. Egg tarts & Cream puffs love you too.
p.s. wolf buddy, thank you for this kind, thoughtful gesture. I wish you well.
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