Saturday, May 12, 2012

An Ode to my Desk

I hate that irrevocable feeling of anxiety when you feel your world slowly spinning out of your control. When after three years of constancy, you don't know what tomorrow will look like.

And when you suddenly realize how much that desk you had with you for two years meant to you, but you realize too late because it's now in the hands of some juniors, who might desecrate it with ash and loud metal music. Oh desk, I'm sorry I wasn't there to bid you goodbye! I know I've dumped a lot of baggage on you, but you've always carried everything, the good and bad, with great storage capacity.You and I had many memories together - I cleaned up the bird shit that I found on you after two months apart, you held my empty liquor bottles right from the very first wine, I kept my best secrets with you, and you took away all my useless papers with so much good will. I'll always treasure the times we spent together.  I know I lost the key to your drawer, but you'll always have a key to my heart. I hope those boys find as much happiness with you as I did.


Sunday, May 6, 2012

like sleepless in seattle.
like naruto.
like plans.
like bets.