I was just sitting here waiting for things to pass and something to blog about when a work related email came in and I had to get on it right away. Bloggus Interruptus.
Earlier in the evening I shelved plans to hit some balls at the range; go for dinner with the boys; go for tea with the one true love; go for coffee with LMD (actually she shelved this one – drank too much liao); go for a movie by my lonesome. Too much go.
I stayed in instead and put on a DVD I bought a month earlier but haven’t had the chance to watch. It’s called ‘A Japanese Story’. After watching it, I still can’t decide if it was a good idea to watch it or not. I can’t quite put a finger on it. I liked it but I don’t like liking it at the moment. I don’t know how best to explain this. I’m just slightly overwhelmed by the deluge of emotions the story engenders.
Perhaps if you read this review or if you got the DVD to watch it for yourself, you might get a better idea.
I’ve been running around like a headless chook lately, sleeping late, waking late, going to work groggy. But I have this Sunday, today, work-free, I hope. I am thinking of turning off the mobile and really stopping to smell the flowers for a change. Something different from stealing bits of sunshine and fresh air every few hours. I reckon I deserve a real stretch of down time, I do.