From my sacred room ventilated with 3/4th horse power (sometimes hot but often times squirting cold temperature) air-condition unit, before going to the bathroom, I Must/Should detour for a leisurely lying out for about 30 minutes on my swinging bamboo sofa (hardest sofa at that).
The above thing should be strictly 30 minutes only or else I will be back in my kingly sleeping mode and I need to get up or I will hear my wife singing...Pang get Speedy out of the parking space (Speedy is the name of my too old, dirty, rotten and riveted with black packaging tape 1981 Toyota DX Liftback. I park my car overnight at my betterhalf cousin's building free of charge).
After sorting my decade morning routine, I'm looking good and smell fresh commin' out of my 14-year rented apartment-well of course together with my wify as we head to same life-support hub-hmmmp secret.
At the office yard, I have the privilege to be late or not to be late, if I'm already that late...I won't punch my time card, if I'm still on time.. a lot better. The next thing after the "bundy clock" huddle-God I really hate that punching thing..I don't know why. I will check out my table if it is still there, the top of it is wrapped with aeroplane and anything that has something to do with airplane. Thereafter, I will head to where the Newspapers are placed.
At lunch time, I have various array of choices where to take my sumptuous gourmet lunch...of course all of them are free of charge, to name a few first with my wify, then at the legal office where the dwellers have a kitchen, and at mango mall (under the mango tree)- good for credit.
When the sunshine is tipsy and blurry already, patron saint "San Miguel de Cerveza" is the best thing to hug and the go to guy, to get some carbo loading blessings.
Life in my office sometimes not all I like is happening. Just to keep going, I go by with this cliche' "A bad day at the beach is better than a good fine day at the office"
Everyday, there are sort of little fun happenings, that is, you will be seeing different clients with lagging faces. I sometimes enjoy watching expensive clientele cars at the parking yard.
And at one day, you will hear fellas discussing sickness, age best to retire, how much benefits one will get and the worst thing is you will hear not nice to hear news like one fella is in the hospital and only have few days remaining to enjoy life.
At home, I enjoy almost everything but there goes a saying that says "to become a millionaire you have to be with the millionaires", I have to get out or stay out of my house until late night and sometimes early morning. Well, not all is well being with millionaires, my millionaire friend said, I only sleep one hour a day to catch up or not to miss the golden opportunity or it is better not to go or don't be late.
When I'm home, it is always having
a very fine day or evening.
When I'm home, it is always having
a very fine day or evening.
And if I were to choose, I still love my life inside my house.
