Not Having Someone Special

I'm back working on graveyard shifts again.

This time, however, I work near where I live compared where I was before. The ambiance of where I work at is a welcome change too. I feel that I am working in Disneyland whenever I go to the office. Heck, I'm talking to Americans anyway, so why can't my company make me believe I work exactly there, right?

Anyway, what I like most with my company right now is that you own your cubicle. It's yours for a long period of time unlike my previous place of work where I feel like all the agents are playing "trip to jerusalem" just to get a seat. You can decorate your space with pictures of your friends, family, and of course, your special someone.

Now that's where my problem lies right now, I do not have someone special right now. To tell you honestly, I feel envious of the other agents who has pictures of their wives, husbands, girlfriends or boyfriends in their spaces. All of the pictures are sweet. It's really a wonder why the office isn't infested with ants yet.

Should I put the picture of my ex-girlfriend on my cubicle? That would be nice. I would remember and reminisce the good times that we shared. The times that I could really tell that it was the best times of my life. Truthfully speaking at this point, with her I experienced the best times of my life.

However, a picture of her in my space would also remind me of the pain I went through. Broken promises, selfish wishes and painful experiences. A picture of her would remind me the explanation why I am the miserable person I am today. A picture of her would tell a story of a love lost and looks like never to be found again.

Anyway, I envy those guys who has their someone special looking at them from the monitor screen. I think I'll just settle with Catherine Zeta-Jones' picture.