Ambiguous Normal
Our day-to-day lives
After two weeks into this job, the various lunch meet ups finally came to an end and I am having my lunch alone again.
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Spent an hour doing work and speculating what to eat during the first hour of lunch time. It’s also an attempt to avoid the peak hours and being accidentally seen as the sad person who goes to eat by herself. Went to a slightly pricy place and had a softly cushioned seat. The meal was so good, even though I’m slowly tasting it, it’s finished in 10mins. Still too early to head back. I decided to take a stroll outside the office buildings for some fresh air.
Partially to rest my eyes from the pain of staring at screens, I quietly observed my surroundings while comfortably walking in my low heels (surprisingly it didn’t hurt at all anymore). People eating and loudly talking in food court; people eating and loudly talking in fancy restaurants. A man in a not well-designed suit bending down a desk to manage the menu iPads; an auntie wearing white apron bending down to arrange the dirty plates. Two students walking past with some fast food held in hands; I walked past three smokers standing behind the building with cigarettes in between fingers. Construction workers. The sun is hot. Life goes on.
