Umph.

How do I begin?

It was a long week.

7 days and all. 24 hours multiplied by 7, and between it, Time manages to cast Slow and I go through it with a lot of looking at the watch and tapping at my feet.

But it wasn’t so bad as to compare to the brief spell during college, when I would head out at 5 in the morn and return home short of midnight. Those days were lobotomy. I barely saw anyone at home, and I flittered around like mist to wind.

This time I had it easy. It was only one day of staying back at uni for assignments, and one night without sleeping for work (total: 2 hours and a half of sleep within 48 hours).

Sunday was the testing slab of steps leading to the peak of sore shoulders and pained muscles, which I will write about when I get my pics. Possibly tomorrow. Or the day after.

Provided I do not face another long week… which pretty much seems to be a certainty.

Goodnight people.