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coffee, cries & summer lies
I love short weeks. The thought of the weekend approaching at an unusual speed is enough to make me squeal in my chair and ignore the fatigue that has slowly crept into my bones.On Sunday I was sitting at The Coffee Bean awaiting the arrival of my dear friend and while I was furiously trying to finish my Japanese homework; sipping my Hazelnut Ice Blended in one hand and munching on oven warm scones, I observed this family seated in front of me. Not that I wanted to be rude but well they were just in front of me and I was bored from writing the same things over and over again not to mention the caffeine that was making my head swirl with stars from Saturn. This family made me feel so glad and blessed that my parents gave me a childhood full of great memories, because my parents cared for me. The family was very obviously patriarchal because all the father did was sip his coffee and read newspapers. No matter how hard the baby in the pram cried or how crazy the other two toddlers got, all he did was read his newspapers. I mean for heaven's sake The Coffee Bean is no place to bring your terrible twos to?
I guess I shan't criticise others' parenting techniques but next time when I have my own children I'll bring them to a park, not a swanky coffee joint in the heart of orchard where there's nothing to do but watch me read magazine after magazine. I most certainly do not want to be a weekend parent; let's just see if I'll have to eat my words fifteen years down the road.
EXCITED FOR TOMORROW :D
“some people feel like they don't deserve love. they walk away quietly into empty spaces, trying to close the gaps of the past.”
“This is how you do it: you sit down at the keyboard and you put one word after another until its done. It's that easy, and that hard.”
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