What a day. =(
I woke up from the funkiest dream, which included a supermarket, a garage, old uni friends and a crappy hair salon. The old uni friends struck a nerve because they were people I thought would be my friends for a long time coming. How-wrong-I-was.
Things became really slow after lunch and I couldn't concentrate. I was distracted by stomach cramps, rain and grey skies. Then I was badly in need of a hot chocolate but I had no money on me - only a shitload of five and ten cent coins. Which did NOT even add up to buy me a hot chocolate.
The greyness of the sky reminded me of those days when I was young and home from school because of the flu. I remember watching cartoons and staring outside the window for a very long time while the ad breaks were on. Sometimes, I'd be watching cartoons which my brother and I had recorded onto the old video tapes and I always loved watching Winnie the Pooh, especially when it was grey and dreary.
I think your body deteriorates faster when you have a 9-5 office job. Everyday I have a sore shoulders from all the typing and then I come home and plonk myself infront of the computer again and stare some more.
It's 7.45pm and that should be enough time to do some ironing -___- and organise all those documents for Mr. Accountant.
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