Monday, May 14, 2007
03 : Round and Round
I didn't get to sleep at all like I planned to.
I glanced out of the window. The rain didn't give any signs of stopping any time soon, but it was slowly subsiding little by little. Probably by the time I finish my work the rain will have stopped.
I sat up, stretched, and lie down again.
But still, I can't get myself to sleep.
Frustrated a bit, I got up and looked over Taku's magazine collection. I picked a few randomly, then sat down leaning against the wall just underneath the window.
Then a barely audible sound resonated from underneath my school bag.
I slowly dragged myself towards it, all the while mumbling under my breath.
I picked out my cell phone, and read the name flashing on the outside screen.
Hikaru. My brother.
I sighed a bit before flipping the phone open to answer the call.
"Yeah, Haru here."
A few coughs could be heard over the line. I patiently waited.
"...let me guess why you're calling."
"The usual, of course. I'm staying over at the office tonight. So...yeah. That's it."
This conversation seems like it occurs too many times to even care about.
"Sure. You finish your work."
"You too. Later."
I flipped the phone close. So then, me alone in the house tonight.
Not that it matters, since this happens quite frequently, especially lately. Working as an interior designer for a small company that's competing with every other companies in this day and age.
Of course you have to work hard. Harder than your rivals.
In fact, Hikaru's company is doing pretty well nowadays. I envy him a lot, since he knows what he wants and how to get it.
Me?
I'm still wondering.
I don't know what I want to do, what my strengths and weaknesses are.
Sometimes I even wonder who I am.
I glanced at the wall clock of Taku's room. It's still early for me to go down for work, but it's dead boring to sit here all alone doing nothing. Plus I didn't want to think much.
I decided I'd go help them out.
So I went downstairs immediately.
As I reached the main floor, I looked around briefly around the cafe.
I don't know why, but the previous bodyguard-charge pair I saw earlier was the first people I got my eyes on. I wondered why they returned back here.
Shrugging, I went to get my apron from the room at the back of the cafe.
Here goes another day, working in the cafe.
Like always.
Life goes round and round, like that.
+++ 03 : Round and Round (by L'Arc~en~Ciel)Nadia Nor at 01:57