Monday, December 20, 2004
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seeming to understand her moodiness and confusion, the kind electricity in the office has decided to fuse itself and join her in the mellowness of the morning. strangely, the pcs are still workable. so here she is at nine am on a bluey monday morning listening to her christmas music with a heavy heart. pathetic as it sounds, she's glad for the blackout cos it allows her to sit alone and rationalise certain things. impulsive and private, yet fighting hard for optimism despite her rough edges. she's running with the wind, not really knowing where she's headed and not knowing if that's the best direction. all she knows is it would've been silly to run against the wind wouldn't it? go with the flow they say. what if the boat decides not to go with the flow cos it just ain't as exciting? off it goes in search of another direction. and there she is, the desolate watching the drifting boat.bee wrote this at 8:56 AM
