The world seemed to conspire against me yesterday. The night before, Aza woke up from time to time (maybe every half an hour). In the morning, when I was about to go with my partner to the office, Aza demanded to be breastfed, literally stopping me from going. When I decided to take a bath, somebody called--something needed to be done. THE VERY SAME DAY. After taking a bath, decided to call some parties to make sure what I had to do. I nearly screamed in frustration knowing that everything was actually ALL RIGHT, I didn't need to do anything at all!
Aza woke up from his nap, demanding to be breastfed. Half an hour passed before he was willing to let me go. Stopped by to buy lunch for my partner and yours truly, boy oh boy, were they slow! I then hurried to move on. Alas, the public transportation that I was riding hit a car! Delay, delay, delay...
Finally arrived at the office, dizzy and overwhelmed. Ate the lunch with my partner. Talked. Shared some stories.
And all of a sudden, things were right once more.
1 comment:
oh tidak!!! berbahasa londo lagi....
sayah tidak tahu harus berkoment apa!!
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