Overnight.

It is now 09:06hrs on Sunday morning.

I just got home. Took a taxi to Miss Day's home last night as she was feeling sick. (The last time I sat in a taxi was uh, ... uh, September 2004, I think.)
Stayed overnight. No ASTRO;

No computer.

Never had I imagined sitting still in a living room chair alone, for so many hours - just staring into space. heh.
Of course at 3 in the morning, everything would be silent. So silent in fact, you could hear a pin drop. I loøked outside at the black sky and thought of all the people I had encountered over the internet. It would be daylight in The U.S.A. on Saturday afternoon. I wondered how many of them were thinking of me at that very moment, or truly Understood what was really going on in my life. Well, I don't wànna tell them unless they ask, lest they think ill of me.

"Internet Mentality of chatrooms" is a lousy thing, for it has the tendency to distort the perception of reality and present itself as a so called "getaway" from the REAL World. Speaking of getaway, I drove her GETZ home. ßut Benjamin sent SMS Text Message earlier on, saying that ìf I needed transportation home, to "please call or sms your location. We'll come and pick you up". Now that's what I call a Worthwhile, Honest and Reliable friend.
Any..wayyy...I'm home now after staying overnight - and time to drink water from the tap, since there's no more kettle.

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