A love
story should be bittersweet, but the love that once we shared, for me, is only
sweet and sweeter. Because when it feels bitter, we both decide to leave before we start to
hurt each other’s. Sweetersweet.
It's not-in-a-good-mood day, and I can easily sense that something might going wrong since the moment I woke up this morning. It was cloudy when I left out my dorm and walking few blocks heading to my office. Everything's grand until 10 am. I was so done involved in a strategic meeting, everything's based on assumptions, since assuming sucks, I never felt so well doing the outlet's target planning. As I left out the meeting room reached for my blackberry at my desk. Scrolling down images at Picture Library. An image sent to You. Read. Incoming message: " Reach the lobby in 5 minutes and turned off your phone ." Come back to office at almost 3 pm. Turned on my blackberry. Loads of PING! arrives. A smirk on my face. I feel grand by then. o o o Sometimes in life you feel tired, feel so tired after 5 days a week at work, through nearly 60 hours working, having a demanding boss, and there's no better way out rather than run away from the...
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