Last night I dreamt of my grandpa asking me whether I have something for him to read.  And the next scene cut to my sister and I being tourists in a historical site that was related to Hercules's dad.  With only 25 minutes left to visit the place before our departure at the site, I realized I had forgotten my camera, and my sister's camera batteries were running flat.  I told my sister to wait while I rush back to get it.  My sister suggested we see the place without it.  But I refused after traveling so long and far to this place.  I ran back through the streets, through the alley, passed the river with the fear of getting lost.  Finally I reached the hotel but I had forgotten our room number and wasted more time looking for it over the counter.  2pm was the time we were supposed to be back at the hotel, but I haven't rush back to my sister.  Anxiety and chaos filled the atmosphere that almost choked me with guilt that my sister had missed the location because of me.

The dream came like a warning that time is running out.  I have a present for my grandparents that isn't quite finished.

A girl ordered an ice dessert to eat by the long table facing the road.  An old man was sitting on her left looking at an old looking watch.  A bird was spotted hoping around the pavement.  Another office looking man was reading a book on her right.  The girl had ordered a fruits cocktail with ice and it tasted sweet and refreshing especially on a hot afternoon like this.  Just then she spotted a mynah walking towards the road.  At a distance all the vehicles were waiting at the red light.  It walked to the first lane near the walk pavement and stopped at the middle spot.  Just then the red light turned green.  And all the traffic came running down like a car race.  The mynah still stood there not moving.  All the running wheels came roaring tearing down the short live quiet moment.  The mynah amazingly still refused to move its feet.  Not sure if she was seeing right, she murmured, "What the hell..." Right in front of the oncoming vehicles, was a black taxi with a yellow top.  Looking at the taxi and the mynah, she started to panic.  Usually any bird would have flown away by now.  With the distance between the mynah and the taxi only less than half a meter apart, she let out a hysterical scream.  Her scream caught the attention of many customers who were eating and queuing for food at the hawker center.  At that instant, the mynah turned its head to look at her bewildered face and in a split second it was squashed and flatten under the wheel like a small papaya slice.  An old cleaner man left his utensil collection trolley cart and rushed over to the girl who stood there not moving without a word.  The old man asked her, "Simi tai ji?  Simi tai ji?  Rii gei simi?"   A curious crowd had gathered around her by now.  All were very keen to know what had just happened.  A guy held up his handphone and took a picture of the girl, who looked stunned for words to reply any of the questions the bystanders were asking.  The ice fruit cocktail was starting to melt under the sun.  And a couple of crows flew into the open space with many sparrows joining in to grab pieces of food from the unattended plates lying around.  Oh my!  The crows looked really big and were standing tall on an upright pole.  Another crow was standing on the floor.  With only about 2m away from them, the girl was amazed to see the crows in their cool black feathers, deep dark eyes and black beaks so up close and personal.  Cars continued to pass by.  People were still eating and queuing for food.  It was a hot afternoon...

I think it was the most ridiculous thing I heard today from a freelance project coordinator.  This documentary I'm doing at the moment was shot and edited in China.  So ended up in our shore for the fine cut and online process.  So the video editor from China was flown in, as the director couldn't make it.  She will arrive tomorrow.

To reply across frankly, I told him that it was not my job and I will not do it.  I am just a video editor.  So he rephrased his words and told me to be the middle mediator between the producer and the China video editor.  It was predicted that there would be a lot of changes to the story structure so his ‘concern' was hoping to have a mediator in case there was a clash of conflict in that issue.  Hmmm...these 2 versions had such a Great difference in the meaning.  Seriously ‘version 2' is still not my job.  It should be their own understanding that who has the final say & accept it professionally.  It's just like for my case as an editor who don't have the final say in the project if the Producer or director insist their way after our open discussion.  Even as much as one would like to push any project to its full potential, it takes more than 1 hand to clap.

Before the project coordinator left for the day, he told me to enjoy tonight cos' tomorrow is going to be difficult.  Sound like it's my last day on earth.  But I say tomorrow is going to be great!  I am all game and ready!  You can only look forward and run as fast as you can!

There was this big spider standing at the corner of the red sofa opposite me.  I was quite tempted to call the waiter while I was staring at it and sipping my order.  It was fluttering in the wind or was there an air-con above it?  Finally my mind gave up and released it back that it was just some loose threads from nowhere.  But my imagination lost its magic tonight.  Like a spell not cast, it was perfectly alright to stay over midnight without turning into a pumpkin.  I had a hard time keeping my head up.  It was as though someone had argued and told me there was a coil in my head.  And not believing a single shit in those words, I had snipped my head opened like a broken doll and proven there was no coil in my head.  But there were bundle and bundle of entangled threads in colors upon discovery.  And so this broken doll was walking on the street with an opened wound and a hanging head.  And inside those tangled thread was playing Aphrodite's Child's song-"Rain and Tears".  It played three times; twice in the movie, last in my head.  The fourth time I tried singing it in the shower.  The fifth time I checked out the lyrics on the search engine silently.

Tonight the half moon looked like a boat with its down side up in the misty black sea of emptiness. Were you seeing the same from your sky?  And tonight the frogs or toads were really cranking out at their loudest after the rain.