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Sunday, October 8 @10:59 PM

finally a 8 hours of work for me.
started work early.
working on sunday morning is always so heart warming.
it's either a family of 4 or 5 came together for breakfast
(and babies are a bundle of joy.)
or
a old couple came to have breakfast together.
(they would be holding each other hands across the table.)

As the clock slowly strike 1 pm.
families and couples started to go off.
now came
all the fussy aunties
people who came for a drink and gathering.
the chit chatting became louder and louder.
to the extent that...
i cant even hear my own voice when i'm talking to Kurvin.
worst than market.

i've already stop moving.
so,u dont move a step forward
and then a step backwards.
it's confusing everyone,including me.

About

I wonder briefly,
Thinking of you,
If I will remember any of this
When I'm fifty, sixty, seventy?
How will my perception change
Or will it ever?
Will I still be me?
If so
Will I have the means
to shrug it off,
looking at gain
more than loss,
Saying of my life,
As I always do..

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