call

i called the moment i got home.

-

'so how was the movie?'

'it was good.'

'what was it about?'

'... about star trek lah!'

'yeah...i meant what was star trek about'

'you didnt say that. you said what was 'it' about.'

silence.

'alright..... guess i dont know what startrek is about.'

no attempts to explain.

-

then i told you about my auntie being wacky and kind of drunk, singing hokkien karaoke.

'okay.'

-

'so.. how was dinner?'

'what do you mean.'

'like.. did you enjoy yourself? what did you all talk about?'

'...'

'nothing much la. talked about electives.'

-

silence.

more silence.

tired of asking questions which garner only disinterested response.

no questions from the other side.

'you dont feel like talking now is it?'

'well, no, not now.'

'okay then, lets talk tomorrow.'

-

so why does it bother me?

how can nothingness bother me?

let it go, let it go.