why so black and lonely?

Another month passed by and another boxful of events are gone to another corner in the storage room twith every cough I made. Yes, I’ve been stricken down by cough for almost a week which revived my longing idea to reach deep into the throat and scratch the hell out of whatever ticklish there. I need my sleep, goddamn it!!

So, what’s in the box? Lots of works as usual. Loops to close. Emails to read. Files to sent. Reports to make. People to buzz. The usual boring stuff. Boring but fast becoming my raison d’etre.

Among those stuffs, a trip back to home was finally fulfilled. A chance to succumb to our gluttony, but also more importantly another chance to see the smiles of those you love most in this world. Smiles that should suffice to last till another trip home beckons.

And the boys in Red keep marching on which must be a good sign. Seeing Alan Smith screamed his heart out after scoring in the 7-1 massacre was the best thing for me during this month.