nothing is actually so awesomely special today.
everything is just as same as the other day.
work in the office,
feel the air conditioner is still struggling over with extreme heat of pekanbaru,
i am with my earphone and itunes,
and my eyes fixed at monitor: on excel, to capture, to my scarp notes, back to excel,
one more day before another weekend.
it feels like i just had it not long time ago.
but, as bart simpsons say, "i'd be stupid not to take it"
and to go back to my flat,
i don't have to wait until 8 or 9,
just to skip the traffic.
because i don't live in jakarta.
i don't work in jakarta.
i am not one of those "unfortunate" people who spend almost half of their lives in traffic.
in which when they look at their right side, it is the diverse shining luxury flashing everywhere
and when they turn their eyes to left side, it is the puddle from last night rain and many little hands knocking on every car's window to sell their afternoon newspaper, face tissues, cigarettes., and a minute later, they are all splashed by thousand of smokes.
i guess i wouldn't dare to experience all those sweet and bitter things everyday,
yet.
and that's why i thank God today.
and tomorrow.
and the day after tomorrow.
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