On Aging...

Some things I'm learning day by day:

The excitement and busy-ness of crowded places -- department stores, night markets, sardine-can-like Taipei buses -- has lost all its appeal. The elbow to elbow bustle wears me down!

Late nights out, without the sipping, can and most likely will cause a hangover. And these can last for days after adding up the brown bottles.

Dating is not fun. It, too, has a hangover effect, but on the bank statement.

Writing agents, despite being nice and encouraging, can be mean, cruel SOBs.

There are few things that a vodka lime can't cure.

Wit combined with a sense of humor, an acute ear, good manners, and a sincere smile, can charm even the most so(m)ber sourpuss.

The eyes always tell.

Humidity is not a friend.

A good friend is not afraid to be frank, even if it hurts like hell.

A cup of good tea, good music, and a good book equate to greatness.

Sometimes it "just is." In these times, the only logical response might be "WTF?".

Even if she's not always right, Mom always knows best.