Loo

Mmm... i feel like these days my soul has grown numb... I never have the urge to write and pour my soul out anymore. My journal pages have been left blank for ages, and no more tear stained writings anymore. I've ceased to be emotial wreck... or so i thought...

Today in the office, as always i did my 'business' as nature calls, and not having any reading materials around i relented to busy myself with my phone (non vibrating mode of course - u dirty s**t :P) Flick my old messeges, then my image gallery... Flicking until i came across some old snapshots taken when i had just got that phone... Yeah i look a tad bit younger, better complexion, and i dunno fresher i guess... Then there it was a picture of me any my dad. Taken when i just had that phone, our first phone camera experience...

And i cried for a minute, there and then just as flushes heard from the other cubicles tears also trickles down my cheeck as i relived that evening in front of the TV. Me and my dad and my then new phone.

The movie reel in my head finish. Wiped my tears, flushed the toilet, wash my hand, and i walked out the loo smiling to colleagues i met on the way to my project meeting that afternoon.