intending to ask whether the miniature pastries were sold by the pound or by the dozen, i gestured to the pastry case and inquired of the counterperson, "do you smell?..."

i caught my fumble in mid-sentence, unfortunately right after my faux pas and hastily apologized for the indecent mistake.

luckily for me, she laughed and quipped, "...no actually i did take a shower this morning...".

i verbally blamed my fumble on my lack of coffee this morning, but my mind was wandering in different directions simultaneously and i alone secretly knew the direct cause.

i haven't been sleeping well the past few nights, if at all, since Win's mom had been hospitalized. it's strange how one's life can change so dramatically in one second.

this morning's fumble was actually a welcome break in my melancholy despair, which i would all too easily slip back into.

"bad things always seem to happen to good people."

that's what i've heard somewhere down the path of life, and it's all too clear that this adage is true when tragedy does strike a person who is very close.

things are critical at the moment, but i have a good feeling. it may be just a feeling to some... but i do have faith that Win's mom will come around...she is an extremely strong lady, and is much too needed in the family.

when she is well again, i intend to spend more time with her shopping, and learning how to cook fantastic recipes. it's much too often that we take things and people for granted.

go hug a loved away today. actually, go hug anyone today. you never know what may happen within the next few seconds.