Worrisome.

I read an article that says when you are stressed, you turn to your bestest comfort food to fall into the solace of its welcoming bosom. Hee, maaan...really it has some truth in it.


Miss Clarity cafe is located amongst some ratty-tatty shophouse at Seah street. There's this roasted chicken leg that is strangely comforting. The leg is lagi big, and its quite impossible for anyone to finish it. But paired with coke light, wooohooo, ReeeesplendenT, right down to the T . I must say the setting, is very settling. Maybe because the deco reminds me of the loooonnnggg gone days where happy house & bubblegum accessories were the main stay of all frivolous miscellaneous stuff. Its like the representation of the young and the crazed days.


It never did strike me how much i miss school, how much i miss squatting at compromising positions just to dogde the discipline mistress. But i find the workplace a facetious setting. At times there are so many levels of formalities, its perplexing. Guess it will take some time before getting completely sync-ed to its elements. I don't hate working, just dislike the sterile environment, its pretty much like a emotional vacuum.



Sigh. Tomorrow, a happening day it will be. I'm worried. That explains why you know Sean paul's reggae, coke light, and hee hee, werther's original makes it a gazillion times better. Its sort of like the blissfully familiar. Even if its just 10 mins, it is always good to get lost in this temporal insouciance.


And wait, this guilty pleasure of 10 mins, is alllmmmost about gone. :(