开心便当 didn't radiate rigorous elation or rustic joy. I was in an enervated and languid mood, shaken about the year-end shoot on 28th. There were no more outdoor practices until then, and the under-18s participating were bound to be highly skilled.

I also felt emotionally inadequate today. Oh wells.

So I turned to teh for some comfort. It's a comfort beverage for me: slurping hungrily from a mug of teh gives the feeling of smokers sucking deeply on their cigars after a long day, though it also gives me the demeanor of a coffeeshop ah pek.

Paint Brush

I keep my paint brush with me
Wherever I may go,
In case I need to cover up
So the real me doesn't show.
I'm so afraid to show you me,
Afraid of what you'll do - that
You might laugh or say mean things.
I'm afraid I might lose you.

I'd like to remove all my paint coats
To show you the real, true me,
But I want you to try and understand,
I need you to accept what you see.
So if you'll be patient and close your eyes,
I'll strip off all my coats real slow.
Please understand how much it hurts
To let the real me show.
Now my coats are all stripped off.

I feel naked, bare and cold,
And if you still love me with all that you see,
You are my friend, pure as gold.
I need to save my paint brush, though,
And hold it in my hand,
I want to keep it handy
In case someone doesn't understand.
So please protect me, my dear friend
And thanks for loving me true,
But please let me keep my paint brush with me
Until I love me, too.

-David, Wizard of Oz