the week rushed by in between writing letters, revising menus, calling up speakers, laughing with M, a colleague from the middle east. the nite before the conference she slept from 4am to 4.45am.
when the speakers from abroad were presenting their papers she was trying hard to keep awake at the back of the hall.
it was stimulating, to be in academia again. when manning the booth at the exhibition hall she felt like a student once more. she was eager. she was enthusiastic. she felt young. and full of dreams.
she only felt the fatigue when she was home. she missed kiko and koko. she missed fish in her meals. why is it so difficult to find fish at the food outlets in kl?
'I saw a star, I reached for it; I missed, so I accepted the sky....'
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