It's been a week since i got back from the third world country. My flu still lingers...the grey clouds too. The atmosphere in the office has gotten worse. More people calling sick, down with flu. And I began to wonder why, being me...i still find myself coming to work everyday. The air conditioner is still working at its peak, despite our admin's plea to have it adjusted according to the weather. I suppose nothing would be done until someone collapses in the office and we had to call the ambulance. Perhaps then, something might happen.
With all that said, you might have the impression that I'm pretty much HOOKED to my job. Well...I haven't been too productive actually. My daily chores are pretty dull...and it gets worse by the day. Almost tasteless now. Perhaps its something about the weather. The air. The people. Or...just me.
It's Friday again. After lunch. I'm just sitting here, listening to Michael Bubble's Always on My Mind...a good song for days like this, waiting for the time...time to call it a weekend. I'm heading home again this evening. Something which i've been looking forward to since Tuesday. I guess everything else can wait till i come back.
By then, it's gonna be another new week. And i can more or less tell, the week would repeat itself...again.
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