Work: Horn OK Please!

A plane is taking off. My eyes don't leave it, until it is a tiny blob in the sky and i can't squint anymore.

"Samjawan" is playing on Apple Music on the JBL Dock and its serenity is just amazing. The open MBP is staring at me, but i am lost in my own world gazing out into the terrance-garden. The occassional flight taking off interrupts my day-dreaming and i gaze at it, like a moth drawn to fire.

Brain-freeze. Mind-freeze. I-can't-think-freeze. MBP stares harder. I don't care and instead cradle the coffee mug harder in my digits and take a contended sip. The virtual face of my trainer pops up who admonishes me for the caffeine intake, but i pull my most innocent face and scurry him off!

By this time the MBP has all but given up on me. Instead, it is staring hard at the tempting window and staring it to death. They are having a face-off.

The coffee is getting cold. And i want to sing along the beautiful song.

What Bliss!

#FuckYouVitaminB12Deficiency ;-)