Staring at the blinking cursor, I'm at a lost for words. For some strange reason, there's so much to tell but nothing to say.
I cannot recollect how long I've been going at this speed. I can't help but remember what Ah Beng said about the high flying retiree who collasped of a heart failure on the day he retired. I really need to make full use of my time - my remaining marbles.
Do I really want to continue on this way? Is this the way I want to spend my time? No matter what I do, it doesn't seem to do justice to anything...anyone...
I'll probably be the last person standing on the earth who doesn't want to cryo myself.
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