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Break through the atmosphere.

I saw the man in the moon today. He was as grumpy as I was; we sat there speechless and motionless, watching the morning cars glide by us like guinea pigs running their own circuses.

The only consolation, maybe, was the fact that he was rounder and paler than I was. I had no idea why, but neither did I cared to pursue that matter any further. Some things are better left unexplained, as myriad mysteries that make yawning chasms out of our unceasing queries.

Truth is, I could not fit in. Perhaps I am now way past my prime, for it feels like I am getting too old for this. My idea of having fun is popping bubble wraps during another of my solitary endeavours; and not facing clicking cameras and blinding flashes.

Desperately sending telepathic oh-please-leave-me-alones yielded no desirable results either.

I saw the man in the moon today. He was as grumpy as I was; we sat there speechless and motionless, but at least he need not have to continue worrying about office politics and the global financial crisis for the rest of his years.

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