Tuesday, July 18, 2006
disturbingly blank
nothing really sends my head spinning more than that morning walk at the underpass from the Enterprise to Insular. a thousand blank faces -- yuppies, vendors, bosses, transients -- greet me everyday as they scurry off to their cubicles. hiya, rat race. is it silly that it bothers me that it's a thousand faces i don't know?
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kung nasa rat race ka na rin lang, mabuti nang di mo kilala yung mga kalaban mo, diba? =P
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