Introduction of the "Routine"

(CHARACTER FLASHBACK)

My typical day starts when the sun begins to press its lips against the world. Where color resonates and eclipse the remnants of the monochromatic night.

At 5:00 a.m, I rise only to feel the cold floor coercing me to go back from which I came. But as persistence trumps over my slothfulness.

I was able to carve my way into the kitchen and make myself a cup of coffee.

If happiness is measured by the 5 basic human senses, it is well received through my sense of smell and taste. The aroma of a freshly brewed roasted arabica invigorates me.

It's as if you are being called by the bittersweet and earthy aroma that it conjures.

As the steam of the caffeinated concoction wets my nose and its scent climbs inside my nostrils. It drives me to a drunken stupor.

Each deep whiff I take warms my chest and amasses an electric-like feeling that caresses the back of my neck, like lightning dancing on a stream of dark clouds.

The aroma brings life inside my empty vessel.

It's as if Yggdrasil blooms within me while it expands its branches into the cosmos.

Every sip I take of this celestial beverage.

My heart races like a dark wild stallion running across a field of green.

My mind starts to open and soon enough, ecstasy embraces me like a lover after a huge fight.

A comfort like no other.

But what seems to be a moment of true bliss is as fickle as the weather.

Happiness, as always, will always be temporary and inconceivable.

You might feel it in your hands but you will never be able to grasp it.

Like a fool trying to catch air.

After my first cup of coffee, I then proceed to take a shower.

Then I make my way inside my room to change into my everyday finery.

I tend to wear a white short-sleeve button-down shirt that resembles Italian virginity. A black slim trimmed jeans that give off a facade that I am long-legged and a dark brown oxford shoes that says I am proper and also a little bit of a bad boy.

At 6:00 am, is when I drive myself to work.

The journey is quite nerve-wracking.

I have to endure the dissonant tune of jeepneys honking, the undiscipline motorcycles and cars driving carelessly and the sounds of people congregating into one corner shouting and probably talking about idle gossips of celebrities dating, infidelity and their unending banter on how their weekend went.

Then I arrive at work.

Nothing really goes on during work.

I sit down, type in my required assignments, watch my coworkers flirt, eat my lunch and wait for the day to finish.

From 4:00 p.m to 5:00 p.m is when I brace myself.

A coworker of mine, name Chad, is the reincarnation of energy.

A light everybody is drawn to, a playful childlike innocence that everybody adorns.

This man knows no boundaries but can get away with it due to his charisma and childlike demeanor. I don't want to associate myself with him but the man keeps pestering me.

"Wassup bro?! the boys and I are going out to drink after this torture. You should come and quit being a killjoy. The ladies in the department are coming too. You might probably get your dick wet but honestly, I doubt it." Chad said while he gives off his stupid smirk.

"I am sorry but I have to decline. I am quite busy after work" I said.

"You're always like this bro. I know you're not busy. You're just gonna go home, workout, eat by yourself and watch Natggeo or some stupid program. Right after that, you will probably check your phone and watch youtube, read a book and fap yourself to sleep" Chad said mockingly while others can hear.

I calmly replied "Nah, I just have some projects to finish. I'm sorry".

Although at that moment I may look calm as the virgin Mary herself but what lies within me, was a scorching fire ready to devour everyone in the room.

At 5:00 p.m, I flew out of there like a bat straight out from hell.

Went on to travel back home and into the comfort of my sanctuary.

Then from 6:00 p.m to 7:00 p.m is the time I do my daily workout routine.

8:00 pm is when I cook myself dinner while I watch Natgeo.

Right after, I then proceed to dabble with my phone and stream some youtube videos and when things start to get boring. I opened my book and started reading.

After a hard reading session, I set my book aside, get a box of tissue and put it on top of my nightstand right beside my bed. Dim the lights down low and fap myself to sleep. Chad was fucking right.