This time tomorrow, I would already have digested a bowl of my beloved mee pok ta to make space for Mom’s chicken soup, and then some bak kut teh perhaps.
This time tomorrow, I would already have dog pee all dried up on my jeans (I bet she’s gonna do that on me when she sees me).
This time tomorrow, I would already have gotten a hug and kiss from my favorite boy (and that I have to spend five hundred Honks dollars to buy).
This time tomorrow, I should already have a much lighter head.
One thing for sure, this time tomorrow, I will be out of the office. And I won't be needing to pretend.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment