counting down to good friday.
the thing why I love afternoon shifts: empty bus rides.
But, the sun almost killed me. The sun is shining so brightly that I can barely open my small monolid eyes.
my rest day flew past just like that yesterday. Though its barely productive, but I like my company. time tends to race when you have good company.
But, the sun almost killed me. The sun is shining so brightly that I can barely open my small monolid eyes.
my rest day flew past just like that yesterday. Though its barely productive, but I like my company. time tends to race when you have good company.