It's been half a year

Time passes, and I always feel like I have so much to update, but when it comes to actually penning it, I realize it is hard to put all those days into words.

No special insights this time, other than the fact that I just saw a sparrow chasing a rolling cupcake paper wrap down the slopes of Chinatown today and I feared for its life. And that in yesterday's news the fact that a man had hand copied out the entire King James Bible really made my day. I treasure these little things now. And perhaps it is coming to terms that in life, it is the small details that count.

It is the fact also that today, an old man in a Chinese bakery shuffled with his full cup of coffee and I didn't want to brush past him in my hurry because he reminded me of my father. Aiya....is it age? Or am I starting to become too easily emotional?