When I said that I am getting used to commute now, it is not as if I’m doing a round of the city most of my time, I have been out lately, and that’s why.
Although I still wished to live in an interesting community, with lots of character, as some people say, where I can only walk to a cafe and some small shops in every corner, a book store or a library maybe, things are just fine even I have to take a bus to get there, or walk… somehow.
Right now (as of writing this) I was minding four kids plus Anthony’s three year old nephew. Five all of them.
It is so nice of my beau’s sister to leave the kids to me on their nap time, but I don’t care if they are all up. That’s what I am good at, playing with little angels.
Since they are all napping, I feel that I have all the time for myself and I now having the lust for writing, just simply writing.
It was very un-ME that I was looking for a paper to write on. Sometimes I have a book and I have nothing to say…or write. It was freeing though, a very warm feeling that I am writing right now. How I wish that I am doing it right now on a notebook and writing myself with a pen. Oh, how I love to do that.
And my camera, it was silly of me to leave my memory card. Now I can’t take any photos for today.
(Key-in on my blackberry at 1 PM at Kelly’s couch while watching House Hunter – one of my favorite at HGTV -right after tucking Kennedy back to her little mattress. Poor little girl, she might just had a bad dream. She woke up and cried but now sleeping like an angel again.)
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