Much has happened since the last few days - fever, food, fun, fights, freedom. Have come to realize that I can just about bear to work three days in a week. That fear is the worst kind of dishonesty to the self. That cracking open a well-seasoned crab to taste its succulent, sweet, fresh, moist yet melting meat is a many splendored thing. That keeping it simple is a protracted battle.
And yet, to the victor belong the spoils.
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I have found the biggest dishonesty to self is letting it be
I have found the biggest dishonesty to self is letting it be
You sound so spoilt.. ;-)
just kidding.. enjoy life.
hello anon,
really? why so?
Hey karmic,
hee hee! Ditto.
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