Multitasking flops

As we were chatting at Starbucks, my mind was constantly running through my many other commitments in life.

It feels lousy to be coughing (with phlegm!) when I am overseas alone. LX reminded me last night to keep off Milo ('coz its heaty) and I only recalled that while I was sipping my hot chocolate.

2008 has proven to be an unpredictable year for me. Its May and I am still clueless as to where I will be heading, literally. My plans have been shifted, altered, cancelled...

After the chat, my head went spinning! I looked out of the window and it was drizzling (I thought its all-year sunny in Bangkok). I went on coughing again and lost my last bit of strength, I dozed off.

Now, now... I probably missed my family, my friends (a number who are not in Singapore, anyway), my handphone (not so much the physical phone but my phone line which I didn't roam) which is sitting on JJ's desk, my Baby Fate (it doesn't have a physical existence but I feel so detached missing its debut event)... My multiple commitments - my regular job, my Baby and my freelancing.

I hang on dearly to my internet existence (MSN and email). There's no way anyone could contact me now, other than ringing my apartment. Pathetic.