A plane is taking off. My eyes don't leave it, until it is a tiny blob in the sky and
can't squint anymore. i
" is playing on Apple Music on the JBL Dock and its se Samjawan renity is just amazing. The open MBP is staring at me, but am lost in my own world gazing out into the i -garden. The terrance flight taking off interrupts my occassional and day-dreaming gaze at it, like a moth drawn to fire. i
n-freeze. Mind-freeze. I-can't-think-freeze. MBP stares harde r. I don't care and instead cradle the coffee mug harder in my digits and take a contended sip. The virtual face of my trainer pops up who admonishes me for the caffeine intake, but pull my most innocent face and scurry him off! i
By this time the MBP has all but given up on me. Instead, it is staring hard at the tempting window and staring it to death. They are having a face-off.
The coffee is getting cold. And
want to sing along the beautiful song. i