I find it a joy to wake up in the morning, lay in bed and observe jerry till he rouses from his sleep.. and usually the moment our eyes meet…

 

he smiles.

 

such precious moments.

 

this morning, he climbed out of my bed himself, pulled out the water bottle from my bag, sat down and starting patting it like a drum, entertaining himself.

 

moments later, he went back to my bag and fished out something else.

my fruitella bar of sweets. my cheeky little fellow.. and no, you ain’t eating one of those.

 

am not feeling very well these couple of days, and as a result, I have been feeling low, worried and mopey. life so precious, I just hope everything will be fine. mean while, I hope I’ll get better for the kuching trip next week. I have been sooooooo looking forward to the getaway.