Sterile, and yet not so

I haven’t been feeling well since the haze caused my first attack late last month. It’s a slow recovery.

One of those sentences you remember

“if you’re in your late twenties or thirties, and all your friends are a decade younger, like in their late teens or just pushing twenty, don’t you think that’s odd? And you claim you’re so mature, well i don’t think so.”

-conversations in Changkat, or somewhere, over lots of vino.