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Destination : Nowhere …Final Part Actually I was supposed to have started writing this final part of my 'story' yesterday but I somehow managed to get busy. Plus my head wasn't working well…just wasn't in the mood. This is the 'season' when my mood is at its lowest. Happens every year. Call it post-holiday blues…or just call it the "Holiday-is-just-about-over-and-it's-time-to-go-back-to-that-dreaded-school" Blues…or just plain New Year's Blues. This is the time when I am forced to reflect upon whatever I have achieved or not achieved for the past year…and anyhow I look at it…I always see a single DOT…like this blinking cursor on my screen. It keeps blinking…does your cursor blink? It drives me mad!!!!! Anyhow…on a more cheerful note, the weather here has been absolutely wonderful. Bright sunny day, a few white clouds up there in the sky…but I doubt it'd rain later…and it's warm. Not sizzling hot but just perfect! If this ain't heaven I don't know what is. So to those of you in New York or dreary cold England…keep shoveling snow! Wish I could give a hand, NOT! Me, I'm going to enjoy what's left of my holiday in the sun with a glass full of cold pineapple juice in my hand..and start making some serious resolutions for next year. Number One on the list would be to give myself a good kicking in the ass or arse, whichever you prefer. Also I would like to make a little corrections regarding Lawrence. He is actually a friend of OURS! Not just Lily's but OUR friend. A very nice chap but I wish he'd shave those beard. We don't want any Sabahan Taliban now do we? And I am sure he'd get on board the planes very easily without that beard! (Lily! Not a word to him!) So now that I have got that one corrected let me now start my story……. …………………………….30…………………………………………………………….. As always I was the first one to wake up on the 18th! I think I was fully awake by 2.30 am. Couldn't sleep as always so I just tossed and turned in bed…wishing there was some other warm body next to mine but there was only the blanket and my book. Now I could go into a rather long, vivid and highly juicy description of a bedroom scene but I won't! Why? Because it didn't happen. And I don't write about things that didn't happen. Anyway, why did I even bring that subject up? I don't know but I sure was tempted to write about what I imagined that morning J in my dreams and yours! (I know Lily I'm incorrigible! I am way beyond help! But you know very well that I am seriously kidding around here). Where was I? Damn! I don't exactly remember what I did after that. I remember sending SMS to my friend which he said he never got! Sometimes I wonder why I even bother but I am one who never gives up till I get something working. I remember sitting up in bed and played with my hair. It's longer now so I can play with it. My short, Princess Diana hairdo went out of fashion as soon as Princess Diana passed away. I still can't remember what I did next so let's move on to the part where Brad Pitt walked into the room…huh? what do you mean he was never there? Lily? Geez…okay! Let's move on… At around 6 or 7 am I called a friend of mine. He was rather happy to hear from me and I was happy I made his day. I was standing in front of the big sliding window on the 10th floor…looking at the golf course.
Approximate Word count = 2438
Approximate Pages = 9.8
(250 words per page double spaced)
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