5 march: bush fires!

i continued sleeping after i spotted ewan leaving... strangely i also moved while i was sleeping... and when i woke up, i was no longer in a perth hostel, i was in our hk apartment, alone!
i woke up to to smell of smoke... it wasn't choking me... it was like incense... the smell of smoke drifting past my nose... i straight away went into hay fever mode and jumped up from bed (i think i was in grandma's room - there was still a bed next to the windows)
i saw burning trees outside! and amber floating in the air... the fire was not roaring (like the ones they have been showing on tele the last few weeks)... it looked like the leaves were burning like "ghost money / ancestor offerings" - i could see the slow glow of heat around the edge of the leaves, no flames... it didn't feel ghostly or too scary... but none the less i was worried about the "fire" spreading and the apartment catching on fire...
some of the windows in the house were opened and amber was drifting in... i quickly closed all the windows, and had to splash big bowls of water so that the curtains would not catch on fire... during that time, i really really wanted to ring mcduck for help... but the tasks of closing the windows and extingushing the burning amber were more pressing...
i caught a glimpse of neighbouring apartments when i was closing mum's window near her bedhead... all the apartments below were deserted! i was alone alright! i must have slept trough the evacuation...
then the phone rang... it was mcduck...

5 march: a sad ewan

it felt like i was on some kind of road trip and i was in perth - with the bright blue sky with no cloud in the sky & a cool breeze in the air...
i remember this scene - a walk by the shore (azure water with sandy beach & lot of other tourists and locals)... i saw this lady coming by with 3 golden retrievers... one of them has a bright red silk scarf tied around its neck... they were happy dogs, i could tell... they were bouncing up and down, skipping along... the owner was this blonde lady, average built, her face looking familiar as i glanced ather, then had to glance again to do a double take... "do i know her?"
she thought so... she said she was yvonne - snowflake's yvonne - but she didn't look like snowflake's yvonne, the face wasn't right... i didn't have time to argue, she was gone in a flash with her dogs...
then another scene: i was back at the resting place, with bunks on each side of the wall in the room... they were 3 levels high... it was like a hostel - and i had a feeling i was crashing out in a shared room with other strangers (it must have been uni times, as i would never do that now adays)...
then i spotted another familiar face - the bottom bunk with little head room, someone looking v sad, curling up in a ball in bed... someone who looked like he hadnd't washed for a week... someone hiding his sorrows under a thick bush of beard - it was ewan! "long way round ewan"! i couldn't believe my eyes... my first instinct was, " i want to get an autograph or photo or something"... but then his sad face reminded me, "gotta leave him alone."
i was about to drift to sleep at my own bunk when i saw him waking up, waking out of the room...

end of feb: lost 2 teeth

i was grinding my teeth so much... i felt the bottom 2 incisors becoming increasingly loose... to make matters worse, these 2 teeth are not next to each other, they were separated by just one incisor...
i was petrified of the prospect that i would loose 2 front teeth!
and i did!
i ended up having to get dental implants to replace my missing incisors...
it was terrible!