Jakarta is engulfed with gray clouds when I leave home this morning. Not long after that, the rain started pouring gently from the sky tapping my car window with its soothing voice. There is nothing I want more than sleep off the morning on goose feather pillow and had blanket pulling up to my chin. Curling up with my loved one beside me whilst holding him tighly and had our toes touching each other beneath the blanket. And when I decided to wake up, I would have a bowl of indomie, teh tarik, sit in my lazy chair to continue reading this and have a bowl of time to spent on my own. Perfectly happy in my solitude. Unfortunately life does not work that way, my dear…

Added a minute later: I just realised that today is my 12th work anniversary! Yay!