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Swimming Slumber

Very long conversation with a friend over a frustrating issue. Work beckoning. The prospect of jumping off KL Twin Tower very inviting but saved by kisses delivered to sleeping kids. Angels. Opened up a bottle of white wine. Switched on my ASTRO Wah Lai Toi Astro On Demand. The show was on the slow side. TNM! Not engaging. Sung Si Kyung is on Korean air waves and his soothing voice calms me down. Don't know why. He's got the voice of an angel no matter what he is talking about....don't know 99% of what he is talking about since Sung Si Kyung sounds like he's swearing all the time....in a very gentle kind of way. Korean language is like that. Wanna go swimming suddenly. Cool down mah. Look for swimsuit. Dig and dig like a mad woman on steroids. Cannot find. Alah....who the hell cares now? Nobody see me lah swimming in the dark! Dressed in pink, white, black pinstriped shorts, very worn and torn Reebok t-shirt, I strode down to the swimming pool. Sometimes the guards make their rounds, so, I threw furtive looks around the pool just in case one of them is around. No one is around. It's 2.30am lah! Kids sleeping. I swim well but....I press my nose between my thumb and index finger and BLOODY JUMP INTO THE POOL!!!! Like the kind of dramatic thing you see on TV, people pressing their nose and leap very high into the air into the pool? Yeah...lidat! Hee hee hee.... Yippeeeeee!!!!! Damn chun feeling. Swam dunno how many laps because wine kicking in my system. Swim anyway. Swim and swim and swim..... Wine kicking out. Got out. Threw anxious looks around again cause my loose-fitting shorts slipping down with the weight of the water. No guards. Phew! Drenched, I strutted my stuff back to condo, showered and with a contented and satisfied sigh, stared at the ceiling. "Ceiling, I wanna go to sleep now already. Good night", I whispered. Right, I kiss Joshua. Left, I kiss Jared. I swam into slumber. Bliss....
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