A Bit of the Real

Today is Monday. I just woke up with a strong desire of jogging. MY regular jogging track is 6 km straight and it takes 35-40 minutes. I'd leave in 10 minutes after this post gets published. I woke up from my bedding to find that I hadn't used the blanket. Frankly, I don't know how I slept, or rather who made me sleep.Usually I remove my specs and keep them beside my laptop after scheduling the downloads. My specs were at the usual place. But no downloads, yet the laptop was ON all night. May be someone put me to sleep, finding me sleeping in front of the laptop screen. I hope they haven't seen my chat history :P

November 15th -> January 14th : My duration of absence from the blogosphere. I bet I still love it. Many sunshines and showers have changed the way I look, touch, talk and walk. I don't recognise myself. Fighting-off expectations and working relentlessly to stop all the useless thoughts, I have stopped working with a plan. Now I never plan, I just make a list of things to be be done and execute them asynchronously irrespective of the order. Try it. It is fun. Today I am feeling BLANK. BLANK means completely blank. All I remember is just a phone call. There was nothing extraordinary in the call, no. No Love You, no Miss You, nah... nothing. Just plain words. Still I remember it and it only. All night while multiple dreams came, it ran like a backgroundworker pestering me. There's something about the conversation that gives me the creeps. Today's Sunday, no office, and I have decided to be hyper-active lest I fall in such a trap. Good day.