I just want to say this.
I’m supposed to be working. Not work that was imposed, but more of “I want to work because di ako ‘mapakali’”. I never understood what the word meant verbatim, but I like the sound of it.
Thing is, I am in love and I love being inlove. It's a Tuesday, the second official workday of the week and here I am, tired and stressed. The best part of it: Smoothy, my real-life love (she’s @cha_zam in the Twitterverse) decided to do her post-work work near the office. Add to that, she treated me out to dinner and we also went around the mall.
As I type this, we are both seated beside each other in one of the mall’s less-frequented coffee shops. Her nerdy documents are spread across her side of the table while I have my laptop turned on with an HSDPA dongle plugged into it. I should be working. We both should be.
But then again, I just wanted to share it to the blogosphere that I wanted to say this: I am inlove with the woman I love. It was amazing to walk across the mall holding her hand, hearing her voice, and seeing stuff she wants to see.
That’s all.
