Hello from a suburb in the city. I am currently blogging from here, and it feels good to see the sun up, the birds chirping (Remember, it is a suburb, not the city itself, so you can definitely hear birds chirping, lol) and a breeze that is teasing us. It blows for a few seconds, then stands still for the longest time. I can also hear the airplanes and helicopters roaring in the sky.
So all this is happening live above my head, and in my surroundings. Maybe, very soon, the boiled corn sellers would be passing by, or I will get out to buy some grilled ones. The watermelon sellers too are also around.
Currently, boring music is been played from my laptop. Yes, boring ones that do not fit the current situation I am in. The table is in a mess with notebooks and pens of all kinds. My makeup bag is here too, and wondering what it is actually doing here. Three whiteboard markers lay here too, and a dictionary with no cover.
What’s happening at your end?