The evenings alone...

When I'm home alone... I have this habit of chilling the room... dimming the lights.. scenting the room... playing Mr. & Mrs. Smith. (until I realise my CD got stolen)

Last night... I took out the Jamie Cullum CD and replaced it... with one CD that I have been procrastinating in beginning to listen to it. I bought this album with June back when Tower was where it was meant to be. That's some time back already...

Diana Krall - The Girl In The Other Room

For some reasons.... I didn't know if I wanted to start listening to this album. I didn't know if this album was going to speak to me.

As I padded at home around in my home clothes, I know JC would know where I keep my mobile. Especially if I'm on the line. I smiled. And as I stayed clumsily on bed balancing my uh. . (never mind) I was grimacing. JC used to grimace when I told him I do make notes for postings on my blog.

I know I'm not Anne, I know I won't be Anne, I know I won't be Carrie, but I know I'm Shine. And some times, with some things, selectively, I forget. Not often, but I do forget. So I write notes. Especially during weekends.

I played Diana Krall's album. I'm not new to Diana Krall. I normally play The Look Of Love. But being alone makes it easier for me to handle The Girl In The Other Room.

I played it. And I didn't stay in the room long. I couldn't. I have a date with Grissom. And with H after Grissom.

And I spent an hour with H for keeping a promise.