Now that I'm left all alone in the meeting room while the colleagues are away for dinner, I hear the silence.

They say it's golden but I say it's deafening.

Because in the silence, the inner thoughts are amplified.

The throbbing headache is in sync like an orchestra aimed to mentally torment the soul.

I'm glad I will be flying off to Sabah on Saturday.

It will be like a mini holiday from everything.

I can't wait.