Who Is The Black Chinaman?

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Kuala Belait, Brunei
Saving someone's life is like falling in love. The best drug in the world. For days, sometimes weeks afterwards, you walk the streets, making infinite whatever you see. Once, for a few weeks, I couldn't feel the earth - everything I touched became lighter. Horns played in my shoes. Flowers fell from my pockets. You wonder if you've become immortal, as if you've saved your own life as well. God has passed through you. Why deny it, that for a moment there - why deny that for a moment there, God was you? I realised that my training was useful in less than ten percent of the calls, and saving lives was rarer than that. After a while, I grew to understand that my role was less about saving lives than about bearing witness. I was a grief mop. It was enough that I simply turned up. Living and working back in Brunei, after a 14 year absence... Also known as: Brunei, NASA, Bruise-Eye, Bru, Cheesecake, Nick, BruNick, BruMedNick, Two Step etc etc etc

Sunday, 19 January 2003

Well...day one...last full week of the holidays...all the guys have gone on courses...n I'm stuck here...oh well...maybe next time hey?...The reason why I'm doing this is because I was suggested to by a friend of mine (VISIT HER @ "lil_sunflower.blogspot.com")...and I think that this could just be another way for me to rant and rave...security wise...the guys at the school arn't very big on privacy (especially mine)...so I better put it in a place that's not available to THEM (as yet...cos they don't know...:) ) but yea...

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