I have some great friends here.

It hurts to leave. Like reopening a wound to have it heal again.
It hurts to leave and not be a part of their lives. And that they won't be a part of mine.

Louis invited me over for dinner. Siu King is invited too, and Fai will be coming over. I find out it's been maybe 3 years since he's been there.

On Louis' cellphone, his girlfriend Michelle asked me for advice. She has a job interview tomorrow, and she recently graduated from University. I feel humbled a local Hong Konger asking me, a foreigner for advice. She told me she would give me the most notice ahead of time when she gets married. Anyone's guess when that is - Louis and Michelle are waiting to see what work Michelle will have. Louis's job as a Fireman is going well. Here getting a stable job is important. Seems we sort of forgetten about that in Canada - in Canada stability is important if it means moving ahead eventually.

Cellphones charges are cheap(er) here. Better than using landlines. Encourages their use too.

I am realizing how great Hong Kong is to visit, but perhaps not to live.



News headlines:

• Someone set a fire to an apartment in MongKok. (My friend Louis was there, and I did go by the fire. I didn't know he was there at the time.)
• A 20-something year old guy called the police after having stabbed and decapitated his girlfriend.
• A girl shattered the glass of the door of the sports community center with her head.
• A newborn baby was left in a shopping bag by a building.

I love how everything is so close in Hong Kong, and taxis go anywhere for cheap. And the levels. Such high buildings, so much going on. Gardens under passageways, residences above malls that are above the metro station.