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Blue ribbon on my brain.

It is very easy to forget that they are perfectly everyday human beings made up of flesh and blood, sweat and tears; they could have been once the next-door neighbour with the well-watered flowerbeds, sometimes a random jaywalking pedestrian on a busy highway, then dutifully picking up the two rowdy kids from school next.

They may lead not the usual lives – admittedly, it can be difficult to attain a desirable degree of normalcy if you live in the streets where everybody knows your name, have heard you sing countless times on the radio and watched you travel to parallel universes in a darkly-lit hall – but strip them off those shiny badges and unsightly scars, and you will find that they really are just like you and me, and that they have every right to creating their own personal profiles on social networking websites just as much as you do.

We may have started off at the same first square on the board, but they threw the dice better.

And then we wonder why is it that they can do no wrong, for sometimes we just want to belong.

Details of this entry.Saturday, May 21, 2011, filed under Musings.
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