whaddaday

This is one of those days when you just know something awkward is about to happen. So this morning I am doing a regular check of my messenger bag and everything is just fine. The wallet, the mp3 player everything is there. Well me being me meaning being always late and me having a large workload usually ends up with me running to catch the subway (runs every 15 min). So here I am running to catch the subway and thinking if it is really worth it. I mean I have sore muscles from running in my engineer boots (not crafted for any kind of fast walking/running but surprisingly comfortable for everyday use and walking at a normal pace) after the same subway I ran the day before and I am like fuck it man, those 15 minutes that i have to wait to get on the next one won't make any difference but hey I am not listening my own brain telling me things. The funniest thing is that I know that those moments when I keep on doing something I am not fully comfortable with never ever end up well. Never! Anyway I am running that last stretch and all of the sudden there is that muffled 'thunk' sound that I am registering and totally ignoring. I am like it cannot be me (not a single person around me in like 5m perimeter, what a great thought ha?) all my possesions are secured in the bag and the pockets. Well as it turns out 30' later I was totally wrong since I am just witnessing the mp3 headphones hanging out of the bag and the mp3 player is nowhere to be seen. So that's it. I am totally deteriorated by the loss of my precious gadget.