It's almost been a month since I started work. Doesn't seem like it of course, since I've been doing what I do best - skive. I have a serious lack of discipline and drive, it's starting to worry me tremendously now. But we'll deal with that when I get back from Bali next Wednesday. I can't wait for this trip, with my girls, and Nitin, ha.

On other notes, I had quite an eventful weekend. I made it to Bornfire this year at the Esplanade. I'm so proud of my friends who made it happen for the first time last year, and again last weekend. They, The Fireflys have come so far, and I'm so proud of them. I promised May I would be there this year since I missed the 1st Bornfire last year. It was beautiful, all these wonderful fire-twirlers from around the world. I'd never seen such grace and elegance, especially from males, playing and dancing with fire.

It seemed that my 'hippie life' was resuscitated last weekend. I haven't seen my friends twirl in a very, very long time. And I finally did on Friday night. We used to have drum circles at sunsets at the beaches and under bridges. The twirler friends would light up and twirl those bright torches of flames while we, the drummers would make music to dancing flames in the setting sun and impending night. So, I actually touched my djembe again last Sunday, after at least a year and half of absence. Even though it was only 3 of us from the old group at the beach, it still felt good somehow. I miss old times.

"Funny how things just tasted better
When we were young
Funny how things just seemed so easy
When we were young"

-->Dolores O'Riordan - When We Were Young<--

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