For the past week. everyday during lunch, ill grab my bag, my mp3 and walk all the way to the far end of expo, at coffeebean. and sit myself there with a drink.

ill sit there for 1 hour, 2 hours, with my mp3 plugged in. sipping either the swedish berries tea or an ice latte.

its a great place for serenity.

surrounding you are just tons of kids studying hard. occasional bustle. friendly baristas.

but nobody bothers about you. u can just sit there.

i always sit on the edge. facing nobody if possible. just the wide ceiling to floor glass.

i do nothing there. i just sit there. listen to songs resonate within. wonder about the songs. wonder about us. and we were. what you were. what i can do. what we can do. why you did. why u didnt. what happened. what i did wrong. what i did right. should i have done that. what we would have been.

and den ill take a long walk back to office again.


today i looked at the messages you sent me once upon a time.
when i first started work.
wow. if only you could see them.
try it. if u have the guts to.
sort the messages according to my name and look.
look at me.
look at you.
look at us.


now look at me.
look at yourself.
look at us.


I'm still the same.
You?