My corner is good. My corner is great. Sitting in my corner is my life.
It's 7am in the morning and I'm once again in my corner at the 9th floor. I see that there are new tables and chairs, which significantly means that there would be more people able to stay here for projects and the like, and this also means that there would be more noise.
I'm still in my corner. I can watch a lot of things going on from my corner, and no one can watch me without myself noticing.
The reason I choose 9th floor, the view is more beautiful, the floor is more silent. There's an air conditioner too, if I decide to go into the middle. But I'm currently always sick, thus I would not go in. I'm quite content to be in my corner.
The only disturbance would be noise. But it's okay. Once I plug in my earphones, I'll be fine.
I always stay here from 7am to 8am. An entire hour by myself. It's a good therapy for me, after an entire yesterday of thinking whether I am good enough, whether I have a true purpose in life.
I don't deny that I think about this in the morning too. But I'm quite happy I have alone time here.
I'm currently in a trance and I need to wake up. I'll wake up eventually but I hope it would be fast. A fast awakening and a fast recovery.
