Music is what feelings sound like.
maybe just a little break?
06-24-08As much as I love my job, still, the switch from doing A for 16 years to doing B is still VERY VERY huge, and even the so-called honeymoon period has its lulls. It’s like waking up beside your husband on a resort in the Tahitis and wondering, “Who is this man? Why is he taking up what used to be my personal time? How much should I accomodate to his needs? Is this what I’ve been waiting all 16 years for? Will I ever reach the stage when I can’t live without him?”
On an entirely different note altogether, i’m actually blogging from the bus. Standing. Yes I’ve shifted back “home”, to my parents’ place. And today only being the second day, I’m still a little lost when it comes to bus timings. Even though I left the house half an hour earlier, I ended up waiting 20 minutes more for the SAME bus as yesterday. Which means I’ll be as equally late as I was yesterday, and this still subject to traffic conditions. Under these circumstances, it’s impossible to wear heels. I so cannot imagine balancing on a moving bus with them.
No, I don’t miss my 12-hour naps… I just miss the liberty to do whatever with my time. Oh well.
On an entirely different note altogether, i’m actually blogging from the bus. Standing. Yes I’ve shifted back “home”, to my parents’ place. And today only being the second day, I’m still a little lost when it comes to bus timings. Even though I left the house half an hour earlier, I ended up waiting 20 minutes more for the SAME bus as yesterday. Which means I’ll be as equally late as I was yesterday, and this still subject to traffic conditions. Under these circumstances, it’s impossible to wear heels. I so cannot imagine balancing on a moving bus with them.
No, I don’t miss my 12-hour naps… I just miss the liberty to do whatever with my time. Oh well.
