When my most beloved are both in China

Mom and Sugar are both in China. While Mom will be coming back in 3 days’ time on Thursday, Sugar will only be back 17 days later. It is a dread. But what can I say… if you love him, let him go… to Shenzhen.

Well, I’m not banking on him to get me any imitations or dabao any dimsum back home. Truth is, I’m torn between letting him gain more exposure and selfishly wanting my perennial weekend partner in crime to be back. He’s become my favourite person to hang out with, I’ve been extremely glad my bf comes close to being my bff. Of course, he pisses me off sometimes (many times), that’s what friends do. And that’s what makes our relationship so special. If he were my bff, I’d definitely had cheered him on, like how I’d cheer Prasad on anytime if he’s given such a great opportunity. But as a lover and someone dealing in the romantic eco-system who also resides in the sphere of le familia, it is hard. The following weekends will never be the same and worst of all, there’s Vesak Day. It’s just like how they say festivities make people more homesick than ever. While I’d have been planning on what to do on the strategically placed public holiday, I have my Mom to embrace. She’s packed her bags (with my help) and skirted off to Hainan Island on my Dad’s behalf. One strong woman, she is.

The thing is, I hate waiting for phonecalls. Sugar is supposed to be back in his hotel room following dinner with some colleagues. But he has not. And I’ve been waiting. My mind is a hotbed for freak accidents, and that is why I live life so carefully. I’ve always got this thought that anything we do, can lead to our death. Like. Climbing down the stairs, like being stuck in the lift while it plummets… Anything. My mind if an over-imaginative mess.

Well, I shall tuck in now and wait obediently for the boyfriend’s call. After all, it’s his first night in Shenzhen, I ought to cut him some slack. And I need to up my stakes in the bargain. The sweeter I am, the more brownies I can extort from him later.

BAHAHA.

Can you come back pls, Sugar?