We draw ever nearer to our allotted span of time, bidding it farewell as it trails off behind. Repeating, often adroitly, the endless deeds of the everyday. Leaving behind a feeling of immeasurable emptiness.
Sunday, February 06, 2005
how lovely
NTUC opens till 2am tonight. if i had someone by my side, i would drag the person there to look at chinese new year goodies, squeeze with the ah-sohs and get my slippers caked with dirt as i fume at people who stomp on my feet.
how lovely.
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