Tuesday, January 05, 2010

semblance

My mind is totally bereft of musings, crippled from a full day’s of hard labour. With 20 percent increases in bus and tube fares and the soaring prices due to VAT and the effects of recession, work will keep us sane. The frosty temperatures will only dominate in the next month or two then we will all move on to the full bloom of spring and the coats of style and chic. JZ is right, nobody cares about our little problems, except perhaps ourselves, even our pets or our next of kin want to escape to the bondocks every time we exfoliate and display our fiery colors. To conquer fears and crises of confidence, go watch a movie or window shop or read all the bollocks about Tiger Woods. If one is not interested in a sports star headlining a game only a few can afford, start a hobby, I heard that knitting is truly cathartic. Listen to your kind of music. Who cares what other people say? Run away from the bad vibes, that include individuals who could get poisonous for no reason.

Let bygones be bygones.

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