Stranded

It’s almost eight o’clock p.m. and I’m still at the office – not because I have to stay for work but because I have no choice but to stay due to heavy downpour of rains, not to mention the flood cause by clogging of waste at the drainage. I am stranded. My husband is also stranded outside, the jeepney he’s riding on his way to fetch me got stuck up. There’s nothing much we can do but to only update each other by means of sending text messages in our cell phones. Gosh, I can’t wait to go home already. I’m starving and I’m really tired, I want to lie down on my bed.