Friday, November 6, 2009

And so here's how it goes...

If my life were a tiny room, the part of me which I devote to my family and myself is the sole furniture inside that tiny room--a locker perhaps. The rest of the room is that part of my life spent at work.

I'd like to believe this happened by choice.

Not some kind of a curse.

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A few days ago, I was thinking of a quote which may just as well be used as my epitaph,

"If anything happens to me, let it be known that I was happy."

Because I am.

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Then I get hit by a thought that made me think.

"What wrong did I do now?"

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