it certainly wasn't yesterday!
It's been a long time since I felt like drawing my fellow train commuters. Last weekend, feeling more refreshed, I could not resist doing a quick sketch of a tiny old lady slumped in a corner seat (her outfit was too well colour-coordinated). J suggested the text Maybe Tomorrow:
Y: Hmm, yes... Procrastination - I like! It works well with the baby turtles suggesting longevity and the start of new life - so why must we always hurry?
J: Oh, what I thought was more like she was telling herself that she would live just another day, to die maybe tomorrow, but not today.
That same weekend we celebrated Grandma Y's 88th birthday. She no longer remembers who she is. She barely remembers any words. She holds on to the angbao I gave her, but only for a moment, returning it to me with the words - "koochi koochi koochi".
Friends, at the end of it all, so little remain, so little matter.