a beetle i snapped my camera at when i was in greece.

somehow it felt weird to contemplate the day from a perspective similar to this kan cheong beetle's. to go about the day treading the waters of paranoia and scuttling the sands of time, silently hoping the clock would rush too, even though time was the commodity. i realized i can't gamble with time. well, that about summarizes today.

christmas is over. cool, cold december also ends with christmas. somehow christmas gives me a feeling unlike other festivals or holidays- not even the new year, chinese new year, or even my birthday. it has an uncanny dreamy, faraway connotation that comes with it.

jingled bells
jingled bells
jingled all the way
oh what fun it was to ride
through that happy christmas day