Missed

Missed could have meant many things. I missed the train. I missed her. I missed the spot for an inch. Completely missed the point of the conversation. Honey never missed to call her mom. Missed my blackberry while in the train. Missed Universe *joking*

 

But anyhow, I am missing them. My honey and Naima. This morning was the first time in my life, leaving home with Naima alone, while honey stayed at home. Feel abundantly  awkward. No joke. The moment I set her to the nursery, feels like crying, feels like I wanna take her along to the office. But that is not possible. As yet. Not until I owned my own office, not until then Naima..

 

Life’s like that. One have to change to change oneself. I thought I have heard that too many times. Yes, I did.

 

Missed. A lot of things.