Speed, The Way I Want

Amidst my simultaneously piling-up work on my desk and statically motionless unwashed cups next to me, I eased myself to finally take a longer breath out of the seven days I own in a week.

Today's class starts from 12 - 3.30PM. It takes more than a miracle for that to occur, no wonder Milo tastes better today as my taste buds are revived and alive from all the hectic gobbling.

Circumstances thus changed and priorities thus shift. I used to wants things to be exactly perfect or maybe nanometers from the line of perfection, but currently I just want things to rotate and orbit at a speed concurred with me.

I’ve always been against the norms, whether voluntarily or otherwise. The 'norm'' seems a real distant from me, never will I understand how can people give up so easily until I face it myself; nor will I ever comprehend the farcical and inane griping from those around me yet not realising it when it happens on me.

Now not only I have metal elements stuck between my teeth, dentist added rubber to close up the gaps between them which adds up more pain resulting my tomato porridge with pepper and cheese.

It's been a while since I want things to slow down, but spontaneously I wish some would speed up. Humans and their selfish wild minds constantly demanding for perfection but till the end of the day, it's the Big One up there that decides for me.

My plans for Saturday & Sunday are painted clearly with bold letters "P R O D U C T I V E"