Its 2am Monday. I've done whatever lick of work I can over the past 2 days, which is way below what I hoped to achieve. Too many weekend interruptions.....
Moments to drifting off to sleep....a much deserved sleep after yet another long day.....another long weekend and with another long week coming up. I should be asleep 10 minutes ago but I'm not. I should have ignored the world but it the world won't leave me alone. It beckons my attention to draw towards the expected, the unexpected.......this anticipation is killing me softly.......like a cancer from within....
If I could only lay it out....straighten it......then maybe it won't consume me.
It's Monday......6:30am draws near......
If I wake up later and see my phone flash that red light, which signals a message being left in it..... I'll go berserk.....
Wonder what's worse than "Expect the unexpected" and "Expect the expected"??
That both may strike fearlessly together.....
Go have a drink and clear your head.
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