Road to nowhere

My room
Originally uploaded by Gates.

Funny thing this last week. After givin'my room owner the notice stipulatin' 1 month within which I shall leave my lovely room and sooner, say goodbye to this city.

She was all sweet tellin' that it was nice havin' me over there, that I'm a very good guy and shall do well in life. That I needed to see a doc since 've been coughin' every night, for she dare not brought up the smokin'thing.

Started packin' bigtime, sealin' off personal stuff and noticin' that probably they will stay so for a very long time. Callin' up various people and fixin' up rendezvous for I'll not be able to meet them in comin' time. (you should look at the look of disbelief on my maid's face when she came in next day).

Most of anythin' I desparately wanna change my mobile and more importantly the no. once move out for it still keeps me tagged to this part.

Incidentally, I started cleanin' off my mail box and my online photo collection also. Archivin' personal mails, so they may possibly be never opened. Deletin' contacts (9, highest no. in a single week). puttin' commas and full stop in relationships. And shit like that.

Felt nauseous at whole stuff for most of them brought memories, good and more often bad. But had to do it, a man has to do what a man has to do.

Takin' the road nowhere, me and myself.

Amen!