Posts Tagged ‘living’

為自己做的事

上週,取了一天假期,在家睡昏頭(雖然之前的晚上在錄音室做通宵至早上七時半)。

買了一本雜誌。

確定了可以參加今個月的探戈舞會,YO!

週五晚外出,見了好友,在他的工作室學了很多,雖然他不在身旁,見客去(看演唱會和被帶到老蘭溝女,哈!)。半夜,他回來,看我工作,又教了我很多,然後在沙發半睡半醒,直至天亮,我們吃早餐去。Flying Pan 的 Californian Omelette 好吃得很,我們談天說地,不知不覺已三句鐘!然後,返回工作室,看他做電影配樂,像打機。好想打開他的腦袋看看是怎樣運作的(就像他借我看的電視劇集 “Heroes” 那個被遺忘的鐘錶修理師傅 Sylar)。

構思良久的 podcast 終於開始錄音了,心情興奮得很呢,彷彿已經感覺到首播的激動。

週五晚上買的那片星巴克香橙蛋糕,今天在外出工作前拿來醫肚,味道還是很好,特別是那層芝士,美味得我想多吃兩片。

今晚錄音工作完了,跟監製吃晚飯,一桌都是小食,牛柳粒好吃得很,他趁高興點了清酒。我捱過三晚通宵過後,身體不好,作病中,所以不敢喝,但心情卻是高興得像喝了很多。監製引用金大班的說話:One thing lead to another thing。承你貴言啊!

回家,輪流抱抱 Toffee 和三筒。

今晚好好的睡,明天努力工作,晚上上健身房去。

 

感.動

H:

還記得那頓法國晚餐,我跟你說,為了音樂,我哭過幾次。第一次是梁詠琪的〈繼續愛〉,恭碩良的鼓。另外兩次是另一些流行曲,朋友彈的鋼琴。還有一次,在家看《港樂x林憶蓮x倫永亮》,接近尾聲時,眼淚一直在流。

然後有很長的時間,沒有感動沒有感覺。直至去年陳奕迅的〈想聽〉,他的演譯,讓我靜靜的流淚;那時還未進到歌詞裏,看後更加明白那種傷感的由來。還有一次,是我走進錄音室唱歌,赤裸裸的面對歌詞所說的,卻愈唱愈抑壓,後來哭了出來,那天就不能再唱了。 Read the rest of this entry »

 

Being blank

帶壽星女外出晚飯看電影,談了半晚,她煮黑咖啡給我作早餐;探趙醫生去;與好友吃炸雞午餐;回家,收貨;梳洗、化粧,趕往朋友的婚宴;又回家,對著電腦發呆弄這弄那,跟朋友透過電話忽發奇想,倒頭大睡;睡過頭,繼續睡過頭,貓兒分佔我的床;吃了杏仁餅,終於弄通怎樣用微波爐翻熱雪藏燒賣可以比較好吃;又看了朋友借給我的電影;接著還要梳洗,外出與朋友聚舊,聽說還有新朋友;再回家,睡一會兒,明天又是一條好漢。

H 昨天說很久沒看到我的文章,我告訴她,現在的生活很空白。

縱使日程表給塞得滿滿,其實心裏面沒有甚麼東西著緊,面前可以走的路很多,又好像沒啥。

有幾件事我想做的:做 gym、做好公司的事、繼續看醫生吃藥賺錢交醫藥費、繼續疼我心頭的幾塊肉。

還有睡覺。

朋友借我的,是 Hugh Grant 的 “About A Boy”。他在故事裏,不用打工,只靠老父唯一 all-time hit 的版權費過充裕的日子。可幸的是他漸漸發現自己的生活很填塞卻空白,it’s just meaningless。往昔的他,生活哲學是 man is an island;那個闖進他孤島的小孩,卻讓他知道 no men is an island, and we all need backup。兩個人一起生活還未夠,我們需要更多的 backup,無論是家人、同事、朋友。第三個聖誕節,他邀請朋友們到他家慶祝聖誕節。

我也搞了個小型派對,29 + 1,因為 no men is an island,特別在生活空白的日子。

 

That’s life

A family comes back to Hong Kong for two weeks, and I’ve spent some days with them, eating out, shopping, babysitting, and most importantly, chatting. I’m glad that we make good friends offline. We share quite a few important moments of life together. Thanks for your love and care, and hope to see you very soon. I love you all!

Having dinner with birthday girl tonight. I’m glad that she sounds happy when she receives my phone call, and I know she has great time with her ex-colleague in the afternoon. We have a great dinner in a smoky restaurant (we can be happy even the environment is that bad, it’s a matter of choice). We talk about jobs, career, food and health. I’m sorry that I can’t say “Happy Birthday”, because I’m a bit lost, after seeing doctor today. We’re all aging. Anyway, my dear friend, all the best everyday in your wonderful life! Got that job and seize for better life in Jesus!!!

Chatting with a friend tonight, about my cat and his dog, about aging, about death. We live under different clocks, facing similar scenarios. We stock stuff in our houses throughout lives. We got problems in throwing junk away. It’s another matter of choice, to buy new things and to throw away old stuff. We got to spend hours in picking “valuable” things from junk hills. But at last, they’re mostly left untouched for another decade. What are the things / people / stories / memories / emotions we’re trying to grasp firmly in hand? Would it be a lost giving them up? We’re fear of changes. My way of facing fear is to admit the fact, and try tiny step of changes. I’m afraid my cats are all leaving me someday in my life. So, I start to adapt to the foreseeable ending. Someday, one day, they’ll leave me alone. So what can I do?

Life, without rehearsal, without replay, you’ve got only “take one” for every seconds.

How are you going to live it out?