A Fateful Day

Today, I sustained a sharp injury. Well, it was actually a blunt tip but I managed to poke myself & the metal blunt tip broke into 2 so you can guess how forceful the impact was. It's a very troublesome thing coz I have to go to the staff clinic to see the doctor & have my blood taken to be tested for Hep B, C & HIV. I have to do this 3 times, once immediately, once 3 mths down & the last time at 6 mths down the road. It started raining heavily soon after I was pricked which increased my sense of foreboding.

I went to the staff clinic at 2 pm when they reopened after lunch. It was there when I saw Darrick, my ex boyfriend. He passed me by & took a seat in the row in front of me. He didn't see me. I didn't call out to him coz what can I say? So much time has passed. 9 years to be exact. We didn't part on good terms but neither did we part on terrible terms. The doctor's room was right in front of where he was sitting & I passed him by 4 times to get into the room. Like before, he didn't take much notice about his surroundings. Or maybe he did see me but for reasons similar to mine, didn't call out to me. All I can say is I'm glad that he's well.

Wang Wang's fur is starting to turn white on the forehead & ears. He's getting old. I don't know how my parents, especially my dad will take it when the day comes that he passes on. I feel very sad. We can't stop time's progression. I can't stop time from claiming all those whom I love. Yes, I may not be very close to Wang Wang but he's family. To non dog lovers, my dogs are just dogs. But to us, they're part of the family, treasured & deeply loved. It brings back the age old question. Is there life after death? Will we meet again someday, sometime? Or is death the finale, with no encore?