I'm sitting here
Awake, for the time being
Witnessing the exchanging of jargons across the long cold table
I'm glad I'm just silently sitting here
Invisible, most happy to be
Drifting in and out of the information stream
So foreign indeed
I feel the minutes tapping my wrist
Increasing beat as the sun rays seeping through the blinds diminishes
Thoughts wonder
Remembered the new sport I took up
Pilates, to breathe and relax is all that it imparts
Patience is up
Cardio is the way to go
Atas exercise is my foe
I'm still sitting here
Rounding up is going on
Feet tapping
For weekend is finally here
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