Thanks to the virus outbreak, the season has been one of perpetual mysophobia, effective sociopathy and homebound workaholism. Whilst my family are taking shelter in London, even enrolling the children in a local school for a term, I’ve been grounded in my “home office” in HK during this citywide quarantine. Despite the statistics and experts’ opinions that the pandemic will tarry, I pray this will be over soon.
Meanwhile, bearing the intent to avoid crowds, the populace has nonetheless ended up congregating in the hills and surroundings. My suburban neighbourhood of Ma On Shan has thus fallen victim to the swarms of careless hikers, with hectares of her forests burned down just a fortnight ago.
As I zoom out to our political landscape, it’s likewise hard to ignore the same feelings of helplessness and heartache when our city is continually torn apart and trampled by the farcical bunch—surely you know I have another “f” word in mind that isn’t as funny—who’re clearly devoid of sense and soul.
Enough said, I’ll just hike a little more and post a bit of distractions. Today I have a little piece written in the traditional form, as well as a few pictures taken during my recent after-work rambles.
Have a good weekend, everyone.