Long gone are the days of
going off at 6 p.m.
earliest at 7 p.m.
the earlier time would be 7:30
the norm would be 8 p.m.
early in the morning
I walk out of house at
7:30am and catch the 7:45 bus
usually reach my office by 8:00
whole 12 hours
spent in the office
unfortunately my company
doesn't pay any reimbursement
if I were to average out
and calculate an hourly rate
I think it's better for me to go
work at a fast food outlet then
Yet I feel quite contented
about my life
Is it not okay to be this okay?
That's what I keep asking myself
slept at 12 a.m.
and woke up at 5:15 to
write two blog posts and
work out, a quick one
I nap during lunch hour
now almost on a daily basis
I am considering to buy a mini pillow
and leave it in the office too
There's no such meal
dedicated to the so-called lunch
I will only be spotted at the cafeteria
buying lunch for my boss
And I hate coming back to air-con room
smelling like kitchen
I am sometimes in fact in the kitchen
telling the chef my boss wants
her lunch prepared in
a specific way
I have some snacks or
make a drink at the gap of
two hours or so
the very first piece of
whole-wheat bread consumed
in the morning is now
performed in the office too
instead of the lovely balcony
So the whole loaf stays there
so is my pack of oranges
I enjoy the quiet moment
before everyone else comes in
after everyone else goes too
My social life is dead anyway
so might as well sit back and
read and write whatever there is
I sometimes fell asleep
on the 25-minutes journey back
and have jerks from time to time
Luckily enough
I am yet to miss the right stop
but someday
I predict I will end up
waking up to find
i am back at bus stop outside my company
But still
I insist on cooking every single night
dinner is served at 9 or 9:30p.m.
with a serving of dessert bowl too
and hang around
surfing the social media
lingering on Whatsapp,
provided that there’s
someone at the other end of the conversation
listening to Hito Radio is my
dosage of relaxant
i even bring my phone along to kitchen too
so that the streaming goes on
while i am cutting carrot
until I naturally fall asleep
to the very last song
at times, i asked myself
the next morning
what’s the last song i heard
can’t remember…
That's pretty much about all
of what my life is like
four days a week
Friday is a little more happening
because I go for grocery shopping
so dinner may be served a little late
that explains why
I get excited over grocery shopping
I stay in office late because
my social life is dead
My social life is dead because
I stay in office late
doesn't make any difference to me
both apply
life is imperfectly okay and
i am perfectly okay
cheers
