tuesday moring

Last night, I stayed awake from 2:30 am to 5ish. Absolutely no reasons I shall be doing that: it was a Monday night, which means I have to go to work the next morning; i was not sad because of the relationship, because I watched my mind drifting from one random thing to another; i did not have any bills due or presentation due, hence I shall not dread about any of those and it is not like I dread about those errands usually either.

Interestingly, I woke up with ligh spirits. How could this be? I had only a few hours of sleep. I decided to treat myself with a half day off.

Sliding the curtain, then found it is a rainy day today. It did not cast any gloomy feeling on my heart. Instead, I found the view from the widow becomes much chic and romantic. Rain drops splashed onto my window and formed some crystal-like beaded curtain. On my newly acquired retro french table, sun flowers and some unknown garden blossoms dabbed some bright yellow color on the smuged watercolor painting like street scene. I know the tiny purple silky flower called Wang You Cao in Chinese. THe literate translation is No Worries Grass. Interesting. ANd it is the first time I know pine trees can also have flowers. 5 petals, pea size, dark pink/purple. It is amazing. I guess any strong masculine figures always have their soft side. Pine trees with 5-petals purple flower. Perfect combination.

I am sitting here, sipping decaf coffee from a cup saying stress is the confusion created when one's mind overrides body's basic desire to choke the living daylights out of some jerk who desperately deserve it(am i that jerk), tasting the dollar green tea cake from a spanish serving plate.

Life could not be better than taking my time in a work day morning to write about these mundane things. I felt I found the pleasure of sneaking in and walking on the pebble stone path in a street-sdie garden while the path is not supposed to be a road leading anywhere.