Today I decided to turn my living room into office scattered with books, papers etc etc..
Feel comfortable letting my hair free without tudung and let it burn like a hot stove. Maybe some hair might fall down like falling leaves in the fall. I can hear the churning voice of bird. Not sure what bird since I could not distinguish many different birds except owl. The aim is to get the writing moving at a more decent rate.
My brain could not work in the office, having two new students around which make the space more congested. I could not focus and concentrate.
I am rewarding myself with Chorale Excelsior and Sinfonia Excelsior, Ralph Vaughan Williams: Symphony No. 5.tonite at 7:30 pm. An hour before the concert, I am going to my weekly Pilate session. So my brain needs to be burned to get all this rewards for today.
This Saturday will be another reward. Musical theatre, that is. Playing Footloose in town. I am going with adik-adik bachelor who have similar interest. I told them to study hard for exam and then we reward our self . That is the promise.
Back to work….focus…focus…focus..
Yea...one paper is reviewed. A good restart.
Called the lil one. He sounds so happy today. The reason being he is surrounded by many that loved him and layan him, kakak I and W.
Mama: Anything or interesting story you want to tell me?
Lil one: Yeah, the black out.......(with enthusiasm he discribed what happened..)
After conversation about the black out story...
Mama: emmm...how was your weekend? what do you do?
Lil one: I don't want to talk about it. It hurt. I don't like to be hurt..
Mama: Ok...I will not ask you more..
My heart drop to the ground hearing him said that. I donno what it is all about. But I let him forget about it...until when he is ready to talk about it..
In my mind..is it because he miss me and his dearest friend here? That's possibly could be the reason. It is just my guess..