Saturday, July 15
look for clues
The text cursor thing on the blank space here in blogger dot com must have blinked for like over a hundred times before I finally decided to typed a sentence; this sentence.
What does it means to be alive? Disregarding the past. Surviving the present. Anticipating the future. Is that what live and let live means?
How many of us are just sleepwalking through this "broadway show" called life? I know I am or at least for most of the time, I am. I am what you would call, thanks to Ting for reminding me of this word,
jaded.
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I'm really not a complicated person. I just find it hard expressing myself in a proper string of perfectly-fitted words.
