Sometimes it is very comforting if I can just lay motionless in my coffin.
Just laying down, not moving, watching the ceiling blankly, feeling my own heartbeats, listening to my own breath...
I realised that lately I did not get enough time to relax. It would be nice if I can rest now.
I pray that the phone will not ring for the next two hours.
I am off to my own world of thoughts.
Friday, February 13, 2009
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