Stumbling Down a Hill
She is seating on a coffee stool (or a poop chair as I call it. English language is weird) at a coffee shop. Staring at her computer. Relax. Tapping the counter with the end of her pen. She plays around with her computer mouse for a few seconds and then stares at the celphone. Takes a sip of her cafe au lait as if she was about to take a sip at her life … in introspection, she thinks;
“This last semester has been like stumbling down a hill. Suddendly, my life was is a plateau after graduated school. Then it really started to move, then a little faster, then so fast I didn’t know how to stop, therefore I crashed. Recovery time always sucks, why? Because you spend too much time thinking about stuff. Life is not so fast anymore. Your mind has taken over your body and now is re-covery, re-organizing and re-peat. “
- Hey Pete, what’s going on tonight? – Imsomnia asked her friend after answering her Raggae ringing mobile.
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