Another day...

It takes me 45 minutes to get to office. That does not include the walk from home to the station. Yes, I do take the train.

Why am I typing this, blogging from my phone? Reason could be the fact that it is a Monday and office resumes today. But there have been so many before this. Why today?

Trust me I am not making this up, I have never blogged using my phone or while I am in transit. Could this mean that I am so bored with everything that I just had to do something different. Yes, that definitely sounds at least slightly credible. Life is boring, mundane. Being able to vent the frustration it inspires is a reflief.

It is a weird feeling and is somewhat liberating. Feels like a small window opened up somewhere inside my head.

A to B to C to Z...

Man and misery,
Hand in hand,
Learn to play,
Never join the band.

Dazed and confused,
Yet marched unfazed,
Hoped for glory,
The never ending story.

The wannabe monk,
Bought an acre of land,
Thought would meditate,
Another castle of sand.

Looked up at the sky,
Not sure why,
Thought he would fly,
Never gave it a try.

So then he took his pen,
A sheet of paper,
Wrote about the lives of men,
And how they meet the maker.