And a storm within.

I am just glad it is Wednesday again, my day off.

I had wanted to stay out yesterday since I am not working today, but it ended up with me being really bored at home, and succumbing to a nap at 8pm.

That’s what happens when you gets home early from work because a driving colleague had her interview in Jurong, and was able to give me a lift.

I dropped by my gynaecology clinic to say hi to some of the nurses before I boarded a bus and made it home by 6pm.

Spoke to SBB for a while before I headed for my nap.

So. My nap was a brief one before Dad bought dinner home around 9.

But it wasn’t too long before I fell asleep shortly after he left at 10 ish.

I fell asleep again at 10.30pm.

And I shall not mention it was 3.45pm when I was finally fully awake.

Almost 18 hours of sleep.

A dream-filled one.

But somehow I know something is brewing inside me, causing lotsa uncertainty, stress and discomfort.

Is it…?

I just wanted to sleep it away before it eats me up from internally.

So I was awake from time to time to check the time, check the phone. And I just fell back to sleep immediately without giving myself much time to think.

And then…. there was this short phone call that came in in the midst of my sleep from SBB.

Back to sleep.

And I wish the storm was here when I was asleep, not when I am awake.

As I look out of the window now, it almost feels surreal.

***

Lunchtime on Tuesday was spent with my 2 colleagues over at Sim Lim, before we headed to Bugis for lunch.

I need to get out of such a leisurely pace and really push myself for Project 300000 man.

***

I should never allow myself to feel this way.

But perhaps, I should have never allowed myself to be in such state right from the beginning.

***

I wish you were somehow here last night.

But some things like this… never do sound right.