For just one more time

In one cloudy foggy morning in Singapore, I woke up after rolling myself over, took my gear from my drawer, strangely, I felt my muscle was fine no sore Morning chit chat with my fellow housemates, they go for a morning shower one by one, they need to go to work, it’s another day to go I bid goodbye to them, press the lift down button, reach the first floor, and I pause for a while