Well, actually I don't have much to write today. Lately my mind is not running quite well. Lots of work to handle at work, feeling a bit fussy. It turns out that I am not yet a sophisicated planner, or executive. I'm learning and trying very hard though.

      I sat at my desk counting down minutes to be off work. Then I walked to have dinner with my lovely collegue. Then I wandered to the bus station, listening to blueboy on bus, with an uttal blank mind.

      Suddenly West Union at the corner shows up, which reminds me that, oh, Zinc might be my destination tonight. So I rushed off bus and walked towards the street. It plays "The Joy of Living" in my ipod. What a coincidence!

      I have never been writing any essays at Zinc. So I decided to do it tonight.

      Now as Walter my good pal shows up, I have to give the article a full stop.

      To be continued...