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Nada owns a fourteen-year-old Honda Scoopy that's done 450k kilometres. Last week, we went to our local Honda Dealership and I bought her a brand-new Scoopy. My BMW isn't practical for us to go to the markets and it puts my mind at ease when she rides out the gate on a reliable bike (not to mention it helps to keep the mileage low on my bike). I could have put the Scoopy in my name, but I figure it's time I started putting some faith in this relationship. It cost 55k baht (around US$1600), and because she is Thai, she negotiated the price down more than I could have. I am putting my trust in her and seeing what she does with it. I would prefer to lose a motorbike than a house if things end up going bad. Nada has gifted her old bike to her older sister, who lives in Roi Et, in Isan Province. We dropped the bike off at a bus depot today, where it was loaded onto a bus to be delivered in the morning. The rain has finally cleared, only to be replaced by humidity. We turned on the aircon this afternoon for the first time in a week and it will be on tonight when we go to sleep. When Nada's period is due, she has trouble sleeping, and over the last few nights, she has resorted to going into one of the spare bedrooms and sleeping on the tiled floor. There's a bed in the other spare room, but she says it comforts her to sleep on the hard floor because it takes her back to her childhood. I just made a joke, saying that she wouldn't be leaving our air-conditioned room tonight, no matter how nostalgic she becomes. The symptoms of psychosis are diminishing to the point where I rarely 'talk' to Angel anymore. I'm finding it harder to see her in my field of vision, and nowadays, I only think of her when I lay down to go to sleep. Three months ago (and pretty much from when I arrived in Thailand), she appeared vividly every night, but since the arrival of Nada, Angel has taken a back seat in my life. Perhaps loneliness was a factor in why she was always around. How long it has been since I last used meth may also be why I no longer see her when the lights go out. In any case, I'm glad that part of my life is behind me. |