Labor Day
Working on a day off - the Labor Day!
Monday, today.
September 7th. The month with each day of many many birthdays around.
The happiest month of every year for me.
The day it starts, brings with it much happy feel.
First time today, drinking coffee from the machine in kitchen. By 'default' it made as a dark roast. Gave me 10 seconds to think and select and I just kept staring at it, thinking it will know, I am not a usual coffee drinker. :/
The machine with no sense of holiday, treats each day as Monday. And technically, it is a Monday.
Then that internal weird loud sound, tick-tick-tick-shhuusshhh - - to tell the whole office that someone needs a coffee -- on the day off. Well, just for the pleasure...
The person who don't really drink coffee on usual days. Feels more like an act of stealing.
Well that was a cafe latte.
Not that bad either, just a tad-bit-bitter, what the Starbucks is supposed to be..anyways.. meh..
Sipping it. Bit by bit.
While there is some happy music playing in T.M's corner, like usual.
Everyone is in a hoodie.
Me in my fav. purple sweater. Wearing it to work first time. It was enough cold for it this morning. And not gonna be more then 10 degree all day. That's what the phone genie says, at least. Though depends on Sun and clouds and winds..
Thought of going to gym, later, hadn't brought the gym stuff though. So some long walks around downtown, since I will be free at 2pm. It ain't this quite and empty usually.
Filled with hustle in the morning and evening and some tempting food smells from every place.
The morning ride with drizzle and empty train and the encounter with that 2 dollar beggar - drunk - asshole - lady.
Looks bright and happy outside. With people riding bikes by the river trail.
Less of clouds, can see far up-till the NW. When initially started, always felt home is in there. Still does.... sometimes invisible, behind the cloud covers..of the up and downs of the city.
The coffee has turned cold.
And bitterness has settled on the tongue.
The music, no longer heard...
Gettingbacktosomeworknow. . .yayy..itsSeptember.
.
.
.
.
Well..surfing still....... :D
Monday, today.
September 7th. The month with each day of many many birthdays around.
The happiest month of every year for me.
The day it starts, brings with it much happy feel.
First time today, drinking coffee from the machine in kitchen. By 'default' it made as a dark roast. Gave me 10 seconds to think and select and I just kept staring at it, thinking it will know, I am not a usual coffee drinker. :/
The machine with no sense of holiday, treats each day as Monday. And technically, it is a Monday.
Then that internal weird loud sound, tick-tick-tick-shhuusshhh - - to tell the whole office that someone needs a coffee -- on the day off. Well, just for the pleasure...
The person who don't really drink coffee on usual days. Feels more like an act of stealing.
Well that was a cafe latte.
Not that bad either, just a tad-bit-bitter, what the Starbucks is supposed to be..anyways.. meh..
Sipping it. Bit by bit.
While there is some happy music playing in T.M's corner, like usual.
Everyone is in a hoodie.
Me in my fav. purple sweater. Wearing it to work first time. It was enough cold for it this morning. And not gonna be more then 10 degree all day. That's what the phone genie says, at least. Though depends on Sun and clouds and winds..
Thought of going to gym, later, hadn't brought the gym stuff though. So some long walks around downtown, since I will be free at 2pm. It ain't this quite and empty usually.
Filled with hustle in the morning and evening and some tempting food smells from every place.
The morning ride with drizzle and empty train and the encounter with that 2 dollar beggar - drunk - asshole - lady.
Looks bright and happy outside. With people riding bikes by the river trail.
Less of clouds, can see far up-till the NW. When initially started, always felt home is in there. Still does.... sometimes invisible, behind the cloud covers..of the up and downs of the city.
The coffee has turned cold.
And bitterness has settled on the tongue.
The music, no longer heard...
Gettingbacktosomeworknow. . .yayy..itsSeptember.
.
.
.
.
Well..surfing still....... :D
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