The trough, again.

It was already a bad sleep with an aching back and excruciating cramps and top of all, nice, my long-lost friend migraine. To make worse there was the caffeine effect (if there was even any) of the milk tea I had last night, and it never wore off until like 4 a.m.? What a bad choice of beverage at that time of the day. *pats my own back* And then I was woken by the vibration of my mobile (which apparently was still the cause of disruption of my sleep despite my changing of the type and intensity of the vibration) at 7.40a.m. I saw a missed call and pressed. I thought to myself: It has to be dream. And returned to sleep. But one thing I knew, even if it was a dream, at that moment when I saw the caller, I think there was a slight tinge of euphoria across my face. I think I beamed. So on my way to school, I checked my logs again and indeed, there was the missed call. It was not a dream after all. But sadly maybe, I didn't call back.

Pardon me for the literary craze of late. But my response to this reminded me of 王徽之...

“我本乘兴而来，尽兴而归，何必见戴？”

Suddenly I feel I'm so knowledgeable!

Time for a power nap to replenish my energy for the other half of today. I'll be back at the battlefield in just a while:)

P.S.: Am really happy for AhWU! And I super like him in The Family Court:) I'll try to finish all my readings by 9p.m. from now on.