August 28, 2020 — Whining
Aug 28, 2020
It’s quiet.
No one is around except me and my cute little cat who does sleep all day.
It’s lonely.
No one to talk to while doing my work at home. Oh, maybe I can count zoom calls.
It’ boring.
I’ve visited all the places in the house and tried to explore more to find uncharted territories.
Maybe, a hidden treasure is about to be found.
It’s hot.
With no air-cooling machine, All I have to do is place my reading table, turned to an office table, opposite where the sun is.
It’s a test of patience.
When will this end? When will I do things I usually do? When will I have the peace of mind?
