Omar's messages raced up with Mandy's; both of them begging me to even just once, be quick. You know, down here, I am quite notorious for my late arrivals to meetings and interviews. I am supposed to report to work at 9am but that's my wake-up time actually--meaning, my work time starts an hour before lunch time.

Texted Omar that I am already preparing to leave the office. It was just past 6pm, three hours before my self-imposed off. But truth was, I wasn't. Truth was, I was still stuck in my office. Truth was, I was not moving at all--just staring at the screen of my computer. Truth was, I was felled by this unknown feeling of shit. You know, it was really strange--I was just watching videos of my dear, dear Jason Mraz and suddenly I felt this familiar and nasty pang of gloom thickening in my chest.

So like today when I clicked the play button of this video.


5 comments:

Bryan Anthony the First said...

for whatever it's worth, rather gloomy over bryan's as well

wanderingcommuter said...

weird...

Kiks Phulumulu said...

i hate this.

you still can write even when it is gloomy all over.

and i just couldn't.

chase said...

my bf always says.. get your bum ass movin'..

hehehe.

cheer up sweetie.

Anonymous said...

Sad clip, I've forgotten how fresh Almost Famous was when I saw it. Didn't know this was an Elton John song.