Deadlines

I fail every damn deadline. Its beautiful outside. Its a full moon night. It is walking through the clouds. Umm gliding! Standing outside reminds me of how simple life's pleasures can be. I will soon see one of my rare sun rise and a young morning. But what am I doin? Sitting in my rooms and hitting the keys.

I think I should re name myself as deadline breaker. Not that I mind. I think I even failed to be born on the day the gynae declared. Any ways I am through my present paper almost and it is exhilirating. It is a magnum opus like all other. I know I will have to cut it down but so what.

Another day over in P's life.