Rain, sleep etc

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Monday morning- 4.25a.m and it is still hug-your-duvet-raining.

I catch myself just before I start to rant and rue the day Adam sinned and my blameless self was condemned to such annoying activity as work. Luckily, there’s electricity (UP NE-CN!) and I rush through the warm bath and girlie make-up (vanity begins that early!).

Although I’d visited the office a couple of times before; I am flushed from the excitement and probably the wind from the bus’ broken window. Then again, my danfo ride had me juggling at keeping my sober (and new and so stylish) suit away from the grumpy woman chewing gum and the chap who wanted to turn my shoulder into a pillow.