My cell phone didn’t ring or beep today.
Atleast it didn’t ring or beep for the reasons I’d have liked it to.
It’s not the last day of the week for me; tomorrow is a working Saturday. I don’t think you have an idea how much of a mood dampener that is.
In the elevator on Fridays like these, people look horribly morose. The one extra day is like a ton of bricks weighing them down. There is no cheerful banter or small talk. Only uneasy silence.
Some days aren’t good or bad. They aren’t even mediocre. They’re just a bunch of nothing. They haven’t gone well but they haven’t failed you. There is not much you can do about it. I don’t like to find hidden meaning in these days. Everything doesn’t have to be a life lesson.
I cannot wait to leave, get home and crawl into bed. On such days, I am happiest when I am asleep.
Atleast it didn’t ring or beep for the reasons I’d have liked it to.
It’s not the last day of the week for me; tomorrow is a working Saturday. I don’t think you have an idea how much of a mood dampener that is.
In the elevator on Fridays like these, people look horribly morose. The one extra day is like a ton of bricks weighing them down. There is no cheerful banter or small talk. Only uneasy silence.
Some days aren’t good or bad. They aren’t even mediocre. They’re just a bunch of nothing. They haven’t gone well but they haven’t failed you. There is not much you can do about it. I don’t like to find hidden meaning in these days. Everything doesn’t have to be a life lesson.
I cannot wait to leave, get home and crawl into bed. On such days, I am happiest when I am asleep.
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