Somehow, it's empty inside.
Though work seems to be pretty quiet and I just paid nearly 300 bucks to fix my car - I am not feeling anything at all.
Not a pinch, not a sense of relieve.
Despite the good news in the office, and a brand new environment to live in - I am also not feeling all of it at all.
Something must be wrong with me.
The past few days, I have been coming back home early after work and dinner. Sat in front of the laptop screen reading blog entries and watched few series. Cleaned myself and then went to bed.
Kind of like, every other working day.
It's been really mundane.
I have lost my sparks to shine, though I know it's nothing to do with work.
It's the personal life. Something is just missing, and I can't seems to be figuring out that piece of puzzle.
Perhaps, knowing that he's still there somewhere will brightens up my day tomorrow.