everything in
it's right place

stoning in the office again on a saturday morning. which would usually be bad, however today it's really good because i get to go home tomorrow while everyone else in my coy will still have to go to the range (lest the get marksman, which i reckon would be near impossible). ok perhaps not go home; i think i'll only go home for dinner before heading back to camp.

i was sitting outside the office on the couch (really, there's a couch outside my office. heh there's sofas everywhere in my company) looking at the way the light falls on the buildings, the beautiful blue sky, the way the clouds form; so ethereal. perhaps in times like these do i enjoy the solitude, the peace of mind, looking at the grand world god created as if i'm not really here. the feeling is akin to waking up on a cold winter morning, with sunshine's warmth beaming through the window on to my frigid body, neatly tucked under the woolen blanket. it's really so contrasting to my turbid, maundering condition of late.

i reckon i'd be blogging a lot today, for there's really nothing to do except bask in my reclusion.