The author was staring at the ceiling in his office. He had been staring at it for a full minute. To some he looked pensive and to others, deep in thought; in reality he had been spacing out. The author was not feeling well again, as he is prone to getting minor illnesses.

Today he was feeling sluggish mentally. He came into the office feeling cold. The air-conditioner was fixed just the day prior but now ironically he doesn't need it. He has his jacket on and the air-conditioner is off but he still feels cold; maybe he's sick.

His thoughts wandered listlessly again as he recalled the successful use of a Garmin GPS device the other day. He had to go somewhere and had even left early to give himself a margin of time in case he got lost; turned out that wasn't necessary as he got there TOO early and had to wait for an hour for the event to start.

He thought hard again, trying to recall anything that's significant enough to pop into his mind. He thought of how he now has a bit of interest in playing a musical instrument, perhaps the bass guitar. However, he was advised to try something 'easier' to which he wondered: "Just what is easy nowadays anyway?"

He thought of that somewhat airheaded girl he had the misfortune of falling far. The misfortune was that it was another thing that was "not meant to be", as his friends would say. He had gotten over her, at least mostly; but still he continued to harbor feelings for her, though he realize it'll never be.

He thought of his career and his job, the novelty and freshness of it long gone. Buried and dusted by the pressures of unwanted workload and unpleasant feelings of being unappreciated. But toil he must, for what other choice does he have currently? He wanted to open a shop he thought; a shop that deals in something he loves very much but...money is a big issue.

He thought of many things again, as he always does. Sometimes it's that cute response from a certain brunette, or perhaps the fantasy and mythological things he loves to read and research on, or at times even the philosophies of life.

Heck, he thinks too much.