on the tram

And so begins August and in a few days I'll be off to Japan. It was around August of last year when I had the idea of coming to HK. Now I'm here. Then off to somewhere in a few days. Shifting this way and that on this smudgey timeline is what I do best.

After the show in City Hall, instead of taking the MTR, I decided to take the tram from Central to North Point, breathing in the city along the way. From the time I got here, I have been trying to figure out exactly what this 'love' is that I have for this place. I am still not able to articulate it concretely, yet from the different shows and concerts that I have attended lately, I feel there is a circle of like-minded people who share the some passion I have. In the midst of oppression is where we produce our best work. It's when things happen too fast that we shine when we decide to slow down. Love is hard to explain. Much like asking my girlfriend or having her ask me, "Why do you love me?"