1/02/2548

C'est la vie

I think this is the first time in my life (that I've been old enough to understand the concept of a new year) that I've slept through it.

Sleep can be a very welcome escape from the harsh realities of the world... and not to mention it does a good job preparing you for the next day if those things don't just go away when you ignore them.

The tsunami is real.

That my grandmother passed away yesterday (nothing to do with tsunami) is real.

I want to be back in Bangkok. I want to be there for my grandfather, my brothers... the rest of my family.

The cremation is on Tuesday. I hope I can get my ticket changed, but I don't know until tomorrow. Even if I can't make it on time, what really matters to me is to see my family.

My mother seems to think that it is not that important to attend... There's logic behind it, but that's where our differences lie... She's a very practical thinker. I let my heart decide matters such as these.

Khun Yai, I will meditate for you again tonight.

And all those dead and missing because of the tsunami: My mind is, as has been, with you still.