Imagining
I left the house thinking this will be another day to work and read special mails from people. I find myself alone in the office, and unable to really do what I came here for - to check tons of paper. I might as well go home and just work another day. The loneliness of separation is just too much to bear this day and I find myself daydreaming and wishing I were somewhere else.
It's tiring to keep waiting for the sun to rise and set without someone to share its glory. Even awards and achievements are no longer as exciting. It's just the thought of travel that keeps me working harder.
The kids have grown and are starting to make their own memories and dreams. I know sooner or later, they would want to be on their own as well.
I am bound to stumble upon another miracle soon. Unlikely as it seems, there are more reason to celebrate life than most people think. I am still a work in progress and I see myself wanting to do more than just wait for the dawning of another chapter in my life.
It's probably age, or perhaps the weather, or maybe just a tugging in the heart that reminds me that I am not complete. "You complete me" is an apt phrase to a lady in waiting...
It's tiring to keep waiting for the sun to rise and set without someone to share its glory. Even awards and achievements are no longer as exciting. It's just the thought of travel that keeps me working harder.
The kids have grown and are starting to make their own memories and dreams. I know sooner or later, they would want to be on their own as well.
I am bound to stumble upon another miracle soon. Unlikely as it seems, there are more reason to celebrate life than most people think. I am still a work in progress and I see myself wanting to do more than just wait for the dawning of another chapter in my life.
It's probably age, or perhaps the weather, or maybe just a tugging in the heart that reminds me that I am not complete. "You complete me" is an apt phrase to a lady in waiting...