Crossroads are hard When the time comes to move Sometimes you crash hard Trying to stop the hands of time Which way do I go? Or should I not move at all? Stay rooted in time Stuck in the moment Should I turn back? And run into the arms Of old and safe Be content and sane Crossroads are hard Lead you to the unknown Either way we trudge Is sunshine over there? The crossroads don't tell Perhaps either way Its darkness all around
Last day of work for the year. I am supposed to be gleefully happy at that thought. But here I am, still in the office, feeling empty as the seconds tick by. Dreading the holiday season. It is not the first time but I think this time, the sinking feeling is so so overwhelming.
posted by Resurrected @ 20:49
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A young man from humble beginnings trying to make sense of this mind boggling world. Sometimes a perfectionist, mostly a dreamer. But finds it easier to be practical. Despise tardiness and dishonesty. Loves a good conversation or debate.
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i am sorry if i contributed to it.
- youknowwho
tsk tsk..workaholic. you are spoiling the market for everyone else. *chuckles*
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