Wednesday, June 06, 2007

Slice of the Wednesday Pie

It's almost 2 pm, a few hours away from quitting time, and my eyes plays along the music that sooths my ears as I count each tick that rotates in my watch. The checklist of deeds that I've placed in my cubicle are all marked as done, and it's run down the clock time.

And my subconscious awakens.

I have always written everything that goes on the top of my mind, maybe I'd give the stuff that plays behind the curtains a chance to come out.

It's hard to grow up when being young is the only thing that you're good at.

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