time/timing remains a mystery.

woke this morn thinking about jil's psle around the bend. that got me reminiscing about jo's results day not too long ago. it was bittersweet i recall. she was relieved that she didn't fail but i think she did want a clean sweep of a's. that triggered that wonderful day where i thought we could all someday be a family. i recall how she volunteered her time before her big exams to babysit them while i had a morning dept meeting, and telling jil later if anyone asked that she was her step-sister. that version was sublime and immaculate to me. i guess that made it bittersweet because that version is irrevocably gone.

then i walk out to get groceries and bump into her mother, who gave me something close to a stink-eye.haha funny coz as i saw a figure tear down on her bike i was thinking this person had better not run me down or there'll be hell to pay. then i see the familiar yellow basket.she's lost some weight and looks fit, harsh expression notwithstanding.

i get home and i get a text in usual random fashion. it's as if our memories trigger simultaneously.but what of it. i just sighed it away as i always do when a memory threatens my inner peace. perhaps that's what time is. it functions on parallel planes, but only when people are destined to never meet again.