The moon

There is nothing much to this post. I am suffering from a slight sore throat, I don't know why. I just ate chilli. Fight fire with fire perhaps? (maybe not).

I am refraining from blogging about how fatigue-struck I was. But I would gladly claim that Ty is now officially rejuvenated.

The Mid Autumn musical at church was awesome. I know awesome is such a superficial word. I enjoyed myself a lot and the humor kept me wide awake though I was already at the peak of tiredness. Laudable effort, and even results that transcend beyond that. I regret going for tennis after that. I literally felt so much like sleeping halfway through. All my timings, shots all went haywire. (see, everything is controlled by the damn brain). It felt so much like shutting down. shutting down....

I played for at most about half an hour, then I found a spot to rest. By the time I reached home, instantaneously the moment of contact with my bed was the moment of deep sleep. (of course, I got myself clean first).

I should have stayed for all the moon cakes. The moon is really defined. But the moon is nothing but a geostationary satellite. It was certainly evident how ancient people did not study physics. Chang Er could not possibly have overcome the gravitational force from the Earth. Or did she take a shuttle up there? I highly doubt so. Would someone enlighten me about the story because apparently I am ignorant about it.

Anyway, happy Mid Autumn festival. It serves a good enough reason to be playing the Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven. Maybe Beethoven ate too much moon cakes. Wait, there wasn't globalisation then and there. Germany and China are still very far apart.