To clear out those doubts, I turn to my workouts.
Sweating it out comes with the bliss of forgetting everything.
About my 'weekend rendesvouz' and work, mostly.
Things like, how do I know if The Scotsman is actually ok with spending time with me almost every weekend, or how to motivate a team whose job priorities are in a mess.
I even think in my sleep. I sometimes dream about The Scotsman and I have had more than 30
Heck... if I have a bedmate, I would probably be told that I talk about work in my sleep.
So, lately, one of the things that I try to do is to forget about thinking. The only time when I would not be thinking, would be when I sweat it out at the gym.
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I saw cows today at Kota Damansara.
At Persiaran Surian to be exact, like maybe 5 KMs away from Ikea.
I don't know how they got there, and I am sure all the other drivers were... puzzled too.
I for one said 'fuck me' a couple of times. One of them was walking on the pedestrian so called pavement, right next to the trailing traffic.
That was an eye opener.
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My first post on the new blog with new layout.
And all I can come up with are useless thoughts and cows.
*Slaps self*
haha, finally the 'bleep me softly'. still makes me grin.
ReplyDeletecows are interesting specimens.
ReplyDeleteReally.
:)