Yawn
Can't wait for the office day to end. Office is like a dead dull zone. none of us are too invested. on my left is S, whose slow and steady speaking can lull you to sleep.
Lighting a fire is well nigh impossible with him. Forget fire, even igniting a spark seems difficult.
A, keeps himself aloof, arrogant and maybe that is what is needed for one's creative life.
S, I can't figure out. Seems lost in his own world, which he aggressively guards. He tries to aggressively appear like he has points to make from time to time, but he actually has aggression more than a point, and hence runs out of steam as quickly. Then retires back to the aloof silence.
People are walking by. S is checking train tickets for his family I suppose. Yawn.
I want to go home....relax...put on Republic TV, have my home made icecream, and chill chill chill.
What do I do over the weekend besides cleaning up? hmm....I don't feel like going shopping or for a movie or for meeting P.
Meet Y? Nah..too far. too much effort to keep in touch when there are easier ways, esp as she being a Mom now, she is too distracted to just kick her heels n do soulful talks.
S is back, in his aloof, bemused thoughts, scratching his beard.
Why am I writing random shit?
Dunno. Spoke to Mom. She was fine...her BP was totally normal. A day cannot pass unless I speak with her.
