i wonder...

... after having a long weekend back home, i find myself sick on the day i am due back to work. but i count this better than leaving the place after having a row with sis, which was often when i was still in college. we both agreed that it happened to make our parting less painful...less sad. but getting sick is some kind of a mystery still, at least on my part. well, it could be the reluctance in leaving the warm comfort of being surrounded with everything beautiful and the persons you love...and so i declare myself not fit to work today...let's call it my 'indepndence day' from a stifling routine :)