The gift

I got three weeks off from writing in here, but it wasn't planned, no doubt. Christmas came and gone but nothing much has changed in my life. I do, however, feel much reluctance in getting up so early in the morning to drive 20 minutes to work where I will spend 8 hours a day, toiling through words and paper and pictures before coming back home. Tis is the mundane life that most people go through, with changes only to the numbers and nothing else.

But it will be different if you have a goal to achieve, if you have something to look forward to or something to keep in dark before you will let it jump out in surprise for everyone to see. Mine is the third one: a Christmas/New year gift. Yes, it is the decade-old gift exchange in the work place kind of gift. I just finish wrapping it last night. Never knew how difficult it is to write something without a box. Next time, I'm sticking to a box.

The gift looks weird since I've pieced together two different pieces of wrapping paper. I've also used an excess amount of tape and don't get me started on the craftsmanship. Yet, it is there. Complete. Just sitting there quietly next to the sofa, waiting for someone to open it up. Perhaps even wondering why no one has opened her since it is already 2 days after Christmas. A few days more my precious.. a few days more and I will be showing you off in the work place. Some may scream about the size, others may grumble about the insides, but for now, you're simply a pretty little package of Christmas cheer all wrapped up, on the day after Christmas.