Work.

It's 7 in the morning and the sky looked so dark. I bet the rain will be here any time soon. Children were running here and there with their own uniforms. I was waiting for the bus and heading to the office. It was only me at the bus station and others were having their breakfast at nearby warong. It such a great view. People woke up early in the morning and do the same routine. Traffic was not like in Kuala Lumpur. Everything in a good condition. Well, honks are usual if you're Malaysian. I looked at my watch and it's been almost an hour. The bus hasn't come yet. This made me frown but I don't have any opts, so I wait. I took a novel from my beg, The Notebook and I was reading like Noah Calhoun and Allie Nelson were sitting next to me and we were having a giddiest talk. It feels good back to work. Really good.