Mid-Autumn Festival

Spent Mid-Autumn Festival with an old friend who lives nearby. It's nice having a neighbor. It makes you feel less solitary living in a suburban home.

We walked to the central park. It was overcrowded with families, friend circles and couples. I was very much impressed especially when I thought about the last time I went to a park and celebrated the festival with candles and paper lanterns, and I could not remember at all. I can't even remember what I did last year. Festivals started to lose its meanings for me since I-don't-know-when and instead of anticipation I felt dreary.

But last night was different. It was delightful to see what the people were doing just for the night, and the energy around was more than enough to excite you inside. They were all well-prepared, very much so. They sat on newspapers or bamboo mats spread on the lawn; some even had tents or shelters to settle in (!). There was a sea of candles and it was quite a sight to behold.

We were both pretty tired so we didn't talk that much but that's alright. Forced conversations are lousy. I'd rather nothing is said. And I like it when someone walks me home.