Xuan's visit

Last week was spent in sweet hangout days with sweetie Xuan. Coming from Atlanta, she took a week off to travel to D.C. She came for the people, as she said, not for sightseeing. As expected, we went to museums together. Museums in D.C. was really wonderful leisure time place--free of charge, full of wisdom. The most important thing is that they preserve arts which penetrates time and space.

I took her to Georgetown, where Voyo took me. I liked this place. It's a slow paced afternoon retreat hiding in this political center. It goes like a typical European town, with street artists performing, small but personalized boutiques, and carefree visitors. It's such a charmful and inclusive place. Artists find their room here, and upper-class also possess their space. The traditional contradiction between materialism and spirituality disappear. Instead, it flourishes as an perfect compromise of both.

The happiest time, of course, is the quality affair-sharing time. We trust each other like we were sisters. Being the only child in the family embedded the lonely gene into our body. We adore the time best friends sharing private business like sisters, because that's when we get the affirmation for what we think is right, and joint refutation of things irritate us. The most important thing is that, we know perfectly what each other like, want, everything--just between a blink of eyes.

Xuan kept saying she did not want to go back, yet she had to leave this morning. This is life. I need to focus on work this week. Holiday is temporarily over.