Smiling to herself as she sat at the table waiting for him to bring back the drinks. She relaxed back in her chair and gazed out of the window to the cold June day that caused the trees to dance wildy in the wind. She thought about what she had learned, who she once was and who she had now become. She now had a job that she loved, wonderful people whom she knew so true and felt confident within herself to reach for what she wanted.
She was a woman who made mistakes, who sometimes cried on a Monday morning or at night alone in bed. She was a woman who often became bored with her life and found it hard to get up for work. She was a woman who more often than not had a bad hair day, who looked in the mirror and wondered why she couldn't just drag herself to the gym; she was a woman who sometimes questioned what reason had she to live on this planet. She was a woman who sometimes just got things wrong.
On the other hand, she was a woman with a million happy memories, who knew what it was like to experience true love and who was ready to experience more life, more love and make new memories. Whether it happened in ten months or ten years, she would just obey the final message. Whatever lay ahead, she knew she would open her heart and follow where it led her.
Work at WhiteHouse last night. Mosque St? I expected it to be some godforsaken place with only a number of tikopeks-regulars with Deng Li Jun's or Fei Yu Qing's or whoever-that's-half-a-century-older's songs on the track, but it turned out not that bad as I expected. A approximately-3bucks cab fare from Illuzion. Turned out to be someone's birthday last night - that explains why it was a full house -- which explains why I managed to push the sales. Ended up: got myself pushed into the office and zonked out on some comfy cushions. I think they got it prepared. Wanted to prove Fredrick wrong initially; he ended up rushing from BQ when Apple rang him up about me-zonking-out-in-the-office. Ugh. Make it next time then.
Work again tonight - Illuzion. Ain't I industrious?