His Holiness Dalai Lama
Today I went to a monastery where they were celebrating the 74th birthday of His Holiness the Dalai Lama. It was nice to see with some of my classmates but I was still in melancholy thoughts thinking of Anne. It feels likes like I am having a dual kind of experience. On the conventional level my emotions are stable and I am able to keep a smile on my face and get along with summer school in the day time and dinner with classmates at night. However on a deeper level I am full of tears inside and occupied with sad thoughts about losing my dearest friend. I remember it would feel strange between Anne and I to even call each other “ex’s” even though we dated 8 or 9 years ago. We seemed to have managed to develop a friendship afterward that transcended any attachment to the past, yet we could still share memories of good times without feeling uncomfortable. I valued and respected so much my friendship with her. I hardly ever refer to anyone as a “best friend” but she really felt like that kind of a special friend. And now she is passing away, and I don’t know how to really deal with it…
Celebration of Dalai Lama's 74th Birthday
With my new friend, Buddha, the nicest waiter from Flavor's Cafe