Here’s a short one, just before I hit the sack. I got back to Thailand this afternoon, dropped my luggage at the hotel and immediately proceeded to the customer site. No problems there but I wanted to catch up with my team and check how things were going now that we are almost done. I also needed to print some reports and get the guys ready for a meeting tomorrow. After the things I had to do were done, I was talking to my friend Bung when his girlfriend, Ooh, called. They spoke in Thai for a moment and then he passed the phone to me: - She wants to talk to you…

- Hi, Ooh. How are you?
- Hi, G. I’m fine, how about you?
- I’m fine thanks!
- You know, J sent me an email today…
- Oh, really? That’s nice!

A small moment of silence follows, as if she was expecting me to say something else… Then she asks me (!!!):

- How is she?
- I don’t know, Ooh. I don’t want to talk to her…

Another tiny moment of silence follows. Silence in the conversation, because I can almost swear I could hear her brain racing… Then she says:

- Oh, Ok!!! Let’s catch up some of these days.
- Sure! – I said...
- Can I talk to Bung again?
- Sure! Bye.
- Bye.

Now, what do you make from this? If you have been following my posts (just read bellow) you probably know what really happened. J knew I was thinking of her during the weekend as I packed her stuff. She “could feel” something was happening but did not know what. Then, as she wouldn’t let go of the feeling, her attention suddenly crossed countries and seas and was back in Thailand. What to do? She sent Ooh a message, just like that, out of the blue, after being for a month in Brazil without writing, and asked about me. Not directly, but most probably along these lines “sooo… have you guys been with G lately? I wanted to write him but I’m afraid he won’t reply…” And that’s why Ooh was “testing” me. If I had said “No, she doesn’t write me and forgot about me already.” She would tell J to go ahead and email because things were fine. Unfortunately, this is not the case.

Sorry, J. Time to move on with my life. I suggest you do the same. Think of me fondly. Once a year is more than enough…