No Point Entry....

At this moment, right now, I am actually staring at my computer screen, wondering what to write. How pathetic that can be. The clock show’s that it is 2.40 a.m. The wife is now probably deep inside her dream as she lay asleep in the other room across the hall. It has always been like this. She’ll be sleepy as soon as the clock strikes 11 at night. She’ll be jumping on the bed to sleep while I’m just about to start my night of being a nocturnal.

After watching her fall asleep, I’ll be either locked to the TV screen watching replays of football matches from the English Premier League or doing the dishes or sweeping the whole house or polishing the shoes or reading books or resorting my DVD & CD collection or like right now, staring at the computer screen. I’m sure in the next few hours, I’ll eventually be sleepy enough to go to bed. Then after 3-4 hours of sleep, I’ll be up again to get ready to go to work.

That’s it. 3 or 4 hours of sleep only. Is it enough? I myself don’t know. So far it didn’t seem to be affecting my health. Well, how would I know. I’m no freaking doctor. You know what, to hell with it. I like being awake very late at night. There is no unwanted noise. There is silence all around, if you minus the occasional sound from the stray male cats looking for some ‘action’ & the prepping sound from the security guard motorbike, making his hourly rounds. It is actually very nice to be able to hear what’s in the head clearly. Felt like I am talking to myself without doing the actual physical act of speaking.

Well I’m starting to yawn now. It’s 3.30 a.m. I think I’ll go through the old photo album now & reminisce old memories. I’ll be ready enough to sleep by then. Write to you all again, I hope.

p.s. I’m starting to cook regularly now since having my own kitchen. Maybe some ‘bubur jagung’ would be nice for tomorrow evening. GREAT!!!