Wednesday, January 13, 2016

My life is real. It is not a movie. It has no script. There are no directors, producers or
anyone in charge.
It it not recorded. It can't be played over again. No one is interested in it. Nobody reads
about it. It's not popular or trendy. No one cares to hear about it.

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