in this stupid office

my cube is in such a weird place that everyone always walks by me...

and while they do, they take a quick peek...

(especially the indian guys..)

and they see me...

laughing at what someone said on gtalk..

biting into an apple...

frowning as i try to decipher c's demands..

writing lots of numbers on my notepad..

but mostly..

staring wistfully at the wall..

thinking of you...