Another week of work started. I made my way hastily to work. While walking past the blocks of flats, I noticed that the sky appeared to be quite different that day. I quickly took a snap-shot of the beautiful sky to make my day. The clouds seemed to be mellowing across the blue sky, casting a sort of a unique pattern. I was wishing each day to be different, to be different from the routine so life would not be so boring.
Monday, July 11, 2005
Another week over...
