I am always fascinated with live news, especially when the field reporter's lip movement doesn't match with the audio. I also love how the studio reporter's answer lag. The awkward silence between the question and the answer seems to be a moment to meditate what was going on.

I like inter-stellar travel, but what would happen if I'm in Alpha Centauri, or some distant star, at the moment I'm writing this? I think this blog will only show up after 10 years or so. Who knows if I have written this 10 years ago, and it showed up just now? ^-^

When I was 10, I love running back and forth from our stone house to our grandparents' nipa house which was just at the backyard. Because of the audio lag, what the radio reporter said on our radio would echo in our grandparents' radio. I thought it's more than an echo. I thought I defied time.

I don't know if voice messaging is even possible. A guy from a distant star will mutter on Hotmail Video but you can't hear him. His lips move as if urging for a kiss, sans the sound, sans the verbal language. You could however see what he would be doing for the next 10 years— his hair could have turned white; he could have gotten better arms and abs; he could have bought his own cake for his birthday; he could have sung your favorite song other than Happy Birthday; he could have celebrated your birthday alone; he could have slept in his bed alone with a picture of you lying on his chest— and then, you would hear a voice aged 10 years saying "I love you and you matter"

You know that the "I-love-you-and-you-matter" had been lingering in space for a decade. You remembered how he had always wanted to shout to the world how much he loved you. You remembered how he needed to go abroad to because of financial difficulties. At that point you wanted to say you love him too, though you know it would take another ten years for your voice to reach him there. And by the time he hears you say this, he won't be even sure if you're sincere because your shivering voice won't match your now emotionless face— ten years, ten years.