Back to Work

The mobile phone's alarm strike off at 7am. I put it into snooze for 10 minutes and continue to sleep. Alarm strike off again 10 minutes later, and again and again for a few more times. I'm still laying on my bed. The phone fall down under the bed at last. With all my strength trying to safe it, I hurt my wounds. The pain wakes me up.

A lazy shower help to wake me up a little. Changing into something that looks like a working clothes, i then drag my laptop down to have breakfast. It taste like another boring breakfast that I used to have.

Driving along the familiar highway, listen to the channel that I used to listen. The parking still looks empty. Maybe I'm a bit early. Walking slowly down the streets crossing towards the building. Damn, the lift is out of service as usual. I walked up the stairs slowly.

With some pain feeling and out of breath, I'm seated down at my working space. Nothing has changed, only some dust, letters and documents left on my desk. Clearing them and I start to get my laptop for work.

It's good to see my working mates again. No one changed. They are still the same. Need to get some work and get myself busy again. Something is not so right but I need to tune back to my normal life.