不留痕迹
过去我总是最期待你的问候。
觉得你的关心是我的正能量。
现在面对你的简讯, 我却总是不知道该怎么回复。
最后不了了之。
我不是洒脱, 也不是故意不礼貌。
只是 "我好想你, 却不留痕迹"。
如果让你知道我想你, 我怕连最后的尊严都没了。
recovery
Tuesday has never been my favourite day because its proximity to Monday makes it equally dreadful. But. Today was slightly better. My buddy colleague returned from her vacation. Her presence makes me feel better. For anywhere you go, you probably still need that one person whom you trust and can rely on. We left work really early for a talk at NIE. Call me autistic, but that place is one I hardly want to visit, ever again. Thank goodness, it was the school vacation term. It felt a lot safer. After dinner, I boarded the double decker bus home. Normally I would not go up to the upper deck because I would usually be too lazy to do so. Today I decided to. But very instinctively, I went to the last seat at the back, then took out my new earpiece to listen to my newly discovered oldies. Yes, the irony. Thankful that I replaced my spoiled earpiece over the weekend because taking long bus rides without music at my ears is just weird. If there is anything I enjoy about being a working adult, it...
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