Sunday’s afternoon, laying in a boat, floating on calm waters, with a hat shading my face from the sun, closing my eyes to the majestic melody playing through my headphones, composed by the great, Hans Zimmer, waters of Irrawaddy, Beyond Rangoon.
Taking deep breath, calming the troubled waters of my soul.
letting the boat drift softly, taking me to unknown undecided paths, without me worrying on which one to take, let the consequences be dealt with later.
For now, i shall enjoy having nature decide instead of me.
Till suddenly someone pokes my shoulder, and i realize i’m still at office .. with 1 hour more to go before my shift ends <\3