as the sun sets...

as I ot-ed today, ah black turned around and said to me, "why aren't you going off? it's friday..." i pointed to the stack of stuff in my in-tray, and gave him an exasperated "I need to clear these stuff" look. so he said, "you can never finish all of that, so just go. spend time with your family".

that hit me - esp. when i've been home alone. i know the number of marbles I have left are diminishing.

it also dawned upon me why it has never been so apparent in the past. all of a sudden, all I'm thinking about is you...

my 10 cents

The much anticipated yet griped-about-for-one-month letter finally came in today. For some arcane reason, I duno what to feel. Maybe I got too swamped with work.

Truth be told, I'm happy about my promotion. At the same time, there's a 10 cents story which I've only told, but never written about.

I'll not break tradition and write about it. However, all I can say is I appreciated my 10 cents.

It brought along with it; patience, listening ears, advise, care, concern, friendship, and silent support.

It might not have been much to anyone, but it sustained the millionaire and his quirks. The dollars will not match, but I know the pauper has given.

Thank you...