أيام ساعة الصفر

8:59 a.m.

Settling in my Cubicle, day dreaming, eyeballs foolishly follows the flying icons on the screensaver against a black background. I think of Lebanon, Downtown, and what is going on, I stray and think of Jnoob, my mom, Tabeekh, and for some reason Dubai... Memories start rushing through my head uncontrollably.

Then it gets too much, I shake my head, wake up and go back to work mumbling to myself “It is not a way to start an efficient day at work”.