I *have to* tell you what bothers me through the day. Else it will kill me. Eat me up like an alien from within. Munch munch munch.
Morning : Should I wake up now or 15 minutes later? I could go bathless for a day. Then there is perfume. Acting shabby for a day won't hurt. And then there always is an 'evening bath' option. I don't have to tell the mother about this. Sleep baby, sleep peacefully...
Afternoon: What should I eat? Should I eat now or should I eat later? or both? Am I loaded or broke? If loaded: I think I want to eat this, this, this and that. Also that. A bit of this won't hurt either. the stomach doesn't explode. That is only a phrase. If broke: Whose birthday is it?
Evening: Now which train should I hop into? This one or the one after this? Or should I sit at the station and stare at people? Who wants to go home early and be pushed and dragged into the kitchen. Bleh. I'll wait for trains to just go.
Night: What should I wear tomorrow? Dress down or dress down? Will this be too dress-downish for work? Will I look skinny in this one? What bag? WHY DON'T I EVER FIND STUFF IN MY CLOSET? Oh, I hid it sometime back somewhere and I can't find it anywhere...
Now I am bored. Enough.
Okay. See! I let you read into my mind. You are blessed. My days are very productive that ways. No?
Double okay. I just realized my workplace-desk-neighbor is bitching about her team on the phone. I must go listen to what she has to say. And the one on the left side is prank calling someone asking for 'the rate per night'. Interesting people I sit between. BYE :D
I am cheap only.