lost friends

after many years, people change, people grow... or it could just be because I've forgotten who they were.
rediscovering through images, a good friend of mine back from the middle school where I spent a very brief year in HK.
our long silence include reasons such as leaving too suddenly, and only being there for such a short period of time.
8 years later, I happen upon what she's been up to...

http://www.nicoletung.com/

and then I think, what have I been doing for the past 8 years?

estrangement may have enhanced this odd spark for reflection,
but really, what am I doing?




and then like all questions without answers,
it fades along with every tick of the clock,
and I return to doing what I'm doing everyday...