Transiting.

It's been an awfully slow day. I've started sinking deeper into Harry Potter and now, it's hard to let it go - even though, i know there's so much work to do and it's only the second week, and i'm already lagging behind. It's a beautiful day today - not too cold and the sun's out, all bright and shiny against a very, very beautiful clear blue sky. Have I ever mentioned how i really dislike my life now, the fact that it's so transitional, the fact that things aren't there forever, the fact that global issues change ever so frequently and I can hardly catch up with the many that is going on in the world today. It saddens me to think that things are this way. How many of these things would we remember twenty years down the road? How many of these trips, of these beautiful sunsets will be remembered years later or even worse, would we still remember, the promises that have been made, the laughter shared and the friends?

I wish for a nice quaint coffeehouse, with little or no noise, good coffee, nice sofas and a glorious view of the sidewalk. Me + Harry Potter + Good coffee, i would contented for a very long time to come.