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Well. It seems that I have, once again and inadvertently, lost track of time.

Most times, it does not matter what you know, but who you know.

They would first dance at the very edges of your vision, two to a spontaneous tango, twirling about cautiously so as to not step on each other’s delicate feet; before long, their fingers would then become entwined, their sighs soon long and heavy of fine wine.

Yes, it seems to be easier to climb the ladder this way. These days, no one gets anywhere by playing by the rules. Bend them, sure – but break some and you will open up a new can of worms that will probably haunt you to the end of your days.

But some people welcome that anyway. As for me, I just want to have a good night’s sleep, every night. And even that can never be enough.

Details of this entry.Monday, May 03, 2010, filed under Musings.
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