whoppee no. 3. i had a really wonderful late morning nap today. my husband woke me up repeatedly early in the morning and once i'm awake, i have to go to the toilet and pee and that's it. i can't go back to sleep. but this is not like any usual day. it's my holidays! so after i peed, fed my rabbit, i laid on the couch and drifted off into dreamland. perfect.

i did plan to do other things besides napping. i wanted to catch this museum show on arthur yap's paintings as i had done my lit assignment on his poem and paintings once. I did not choose the assignment because i loved his work but i did it because i was intrigued with the relationship that poems and paintings had or how ekphrasis worked on a modern piece of art. But if this museum was let say about edward hopper or about paul gaugin oh boy would i give up the mid morning nap and go down to the museum.

And i must apologise that when i do go to the museum, i rather do it alone unless the person i'm with is truly interested in the works or discussing about it. i just have this perception that it would be extremely tiresome to worry about whether the person is interested or not and to try to spread my joy and interest to someone who is trying to be interested. there is only so many words before i run out describing to the person how this painting in black and white reflects or transpose a certain meaning or emotion to the poem. it is just too tiring. or perhaps i'm just to set in my ways.

but anyways, i'm going out later for something that matters and that's catching up with friends. now that won't take too much effort and there is some guarantee that i would enjoy my evening more than just looking at paintings on my own or dragging another disinterested person along with me.