Another day of work.

Was a bit apprehensive about the people rushing to and fro ignoring me completely. Nevertheless, things picked up after a while and then soon I was talking to heaps of people (some unnecessarily long conversations dragged on with regards to dogs, tai chi, random chinese pitching and stuff like that).

Finally picked up my two sales, the second one was a bit strange (who knows whether he even understood what on earth was going on lol). Didn't manage to get anyone else after that and was exhausted and suffering from sore feet.

Home to an enjoyable dinner free from the grease and salt of the outside world. Topped it up with a scoop of ice cream, cherries and banana. Nice. =]

TV was good until I succumbed to sleep - in the middle of the season finale of an exciting drama. Daym! Was out like a light and groggy as. Until I remembered other things which needed to be dealt with (like my contacts etc.).

Bit of sorting things out. The room remains rubbish-tip style and my bed is as comforting as ever (though in need of a change of sheets). Brush teeth, shower and all other necessities and finally a few moments with my love.

Stricken by my need and a constant battle between sleep and my conscious thoughts. Everything else seems trivial. And bringing moisture to the eyes is the deviation from my motivation and all reason for me to live as I live now. And so brings forth more thoughts and memories and painful things to be tolerated which cannot truly be tolerated. March on till release... or insanity.

How am I to end my draining day with but a few stolen minutes in hushed whispers and barely anything to satisfy my desperate longing? Despair.