Kristen is still away grieving with her cousins and Aunty. I’m suddenly all on my own, a callow youth of barely 60 summers, lost in the big steaming megalopolis of KL. It sometimes makes me feel like this,
While at other times it’s more like this,
But bless the cotton socks of the Bukit Bintangians. They have ridden to my rescue.
Now I’m feeling much more like,