Another day

It's been a slow start to a regressive day. It's dusty and dry outside and in this encapsulated office room.

Ultra cool air blasting from the Airconditioner has made the temperatures drop down, quite a bit. It's been downhill over all. There are occassional phone calls which break the prolonged silence, like the unexpected burp after eating a Happymeal.

Or the faint shuffling of papers which hums up a monotonous noise.

My brain's swimming slowly downhill. I cant think... it's scaring me. What am I coming to? A designer's mental block. I have forgotten the stuff that I was supposed to design. I try hanging on to some threads dangling in the my computer world. I aint getting nowhere.

Somethings dont really need to imply anything. They just simplify state of mind.