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November 04, 2005 Blame the disappearance on work, writer’s block or laziness. Every time I opened the website…I thought to myself…when the counter hits 10,000…I’ll write again…I logged on today after two weeks and the count is up to 10,049…people still stumble across this page…some also go through the archives. Thought about killing it too a couple of times…but it was just something that was there…waiting for a day when I’d get the writing itch. The words are creaking and squeaking in my head like a machine long out of use. I wont lie…it feels good to be back So I guess I owe an update but nothing much has changed…still the impatient, prone to depression, pessimistic fool. Except now…I’m all THAT and a workaholic fool. Obsessed about the promotion cycle in December…lusting after the grand designation…dreaming about calling the shots and running the show. Routine is the new religion…sleep…work…socialize…sleep. Amidst all this a thought or two about tying the knot or rather when exactly will “I do”? But that’s one of those passing feelings I get at the end of a hectic week. The only thing that’s changed is…I don’t live in the past or the future…it was a writer’s imagination gone wild….and now life is what it is RIGHT NOW. (4:27 AM) ~`~ |
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