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Day 8: Conversations with my Google Calendar

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Today's prompt: The Quotation Prompt - a quotation you learnt and wanted to use in all exams in school


07:00 Good morning, it's time to rise and shine, my friend!
09:00 Ok, if you get up later than this, I am not comfortable, I can't pretend.
09:30 The usual daily team update, nothing new from them
Remember, you got this, this is your day, Carpe Diem! ðŸ’ª

10:30 Attend a meeting that could have been an email
11:30 Long meeting alert, if you survive, you can tell the tale.
14:30 Late lunch. Eat quick, I blocked some me-time, free from them.
Hmm, realistically speaking, do you really need to Carpe diem? 

🤔


15:00 Finally, some alone time, let's do some deep work
15:05 Scratch that. Last minute meeting just got added by a jerk.
17:00 Scheduled fun time. Birthday cake for a team mate.
I am getting a feeling, your carpe diem can wait. 

😬


18:00 Another meeting, let's go.
19:00 It's the end of the day already? Woah.
19:15 Go home and sleep. But have no doubt,
Tomorrow we shall carpe diem this s*** out. 

🤘



Written for: Singapore Poetry Writing Month is an annual event in April, where a prompt is released every day and people write and share their poems based on the prompts.
 

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  1. DIThursday, April 09, 2020

    Was this written before the lockdown? :( Cos now all I want is this routine that destroys all carpe diem opportunities for as long as it wants to!

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    1. PreetiFriday, April 10, 2020

      Haha, written now, but in nostalgic memory :D

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