If I had to pick the worst day of my life for this year, tonight would be it.
What seemed like a good start to my day ended in shambles.

I had a fucked up night's sleep. I guess I must have used up every shred of my patience for today's flight. Don't get me wrong, I was in my element. It was a great flight, albeit a fucking tiring one.

Then came a nasty chain of events that snowballed into a grand climax. It all started when my regular cab driver screwed up my advanced booking. I had to wait at least half an hour at the airport before I can get the cab. Now, tell me, what is the whole fucking point of a god damn advanced booking if I have to wait so freaking long for my cab? It makes absolutely no sense to me. I told him to forget it and joined the public queue.

Imagine the torture I felt. I was so fucking pissed off but I had to wear a neutral expression on my face because I was in my uniform and because like it or not, I am representing the company. So I vented my anger in my smses to my friends. I guess I must have sounded pretty violent, one of them was so worried for me, he actually called me instead. Heh.

That is the only thing I will go into detail about... some other shit happened and I snapped. I feel like another part of me has died... The initial stabs of pain that I felt initially has since subsided to a dull ache and now, I can only feel numbness.

I only allowed myself to shed a single tear. I hardly ever cry anymore and I don't intend to. But sometimes, being emotionally detached can be a big curse. I have lost something tonight... but, I'll move on.

Fuck it.