This week has been a very fast one. It went zooming past me with just a slight breeze on my face, not even enought to ruffle my hair. Well, the hair is now so short it would need a hurricane to do so. The point is I do not accomplish much this week, creatively nor logically. Though I think I dug my self deeper in the miserable aspect of my soul torturing past tense.
I like fast week like this, if the weekend happend to be an oasis to rest both mind and soul.
I hate a fast week like this if my weekend turned out to be just a mirage filled with wonderment of one's whereabout.
About Me
- MoRiza
- I spend my day doing things I deemed useful, and night, in my thinking cap.
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