Nevertheless: an interesting conversation with an Australian pilot who used to fly beer, fish and government officials around his home state of Queensland. When quizzed about what race he thought I was, his verdict was not Chinese, not Malay, he wasn't sure what. (He's been living in Asia for seven years, so he's not unaware of the niceties of Asian appearances.)
It's been a strange sort of week. Only half my tastebuds are working. I don't have that much work, so I feel like I'm forgetting to do stuff when there just really isn't that much to do. The best friend is having an extended hospital stay due to complications instead of home with her new baby, which makes me worry but I can only do that from a distance since she needs lots of rest as opposed to visitors or long phone calls.
I feel like I'm in limbo, waiting for life to resume its normal transmission.