The First Morning of the New Year

What did you think about in the first morning of the new year?

It was the first day of the new year. The wind was a bit chilly but bearable. The sun shied away from the earth, poking half of her face. The sunlight was not as strong as its full force.

This morning was quiet. There was less traffic on the road. Perhaps, people were still in bed as they had stayed late last night for countdown. I was woken up from my sleep when people shouted, "happy New Year!" and the sound of fireworks outside my room. Hmmm, I did not plan to celebrate this. I wished myself a few new year wishes and went back to bed.  

I roamed the normal path to my parents' house. I did not think about anything in particular. I did not know what to think. Maybe, I lost the ability to think.

Random thoughts popped up in my head, but please do not ask me what they were. They were just random thoughts and nothing worth mentioning. Now, you insisted. Let me share with you some.

I thought if my motorbike was broken. I thought if I lost the balance. I thought if I was going to fall down. I thought about my plants at the office if someone helped me water them. I thought about going back to the office and what I should focus on first thing in the morning. I thought about buying coffee powder for I had finished it this morning. I thought about, again, nothing particularly important.

A boring new year morning, isn't it! Happy New Year, everyone!