Usually, I stare at the people at the MRT. Usually, they don't look back. Until today *dramatic music* ... they looked. And some of them even smiled.
Gasp.
The guys on the bus however, are still dull and dreary.
T'was raining quite coldly today
And I think it was quite a fine way
To slow my intake of water
Should I digest my own bladder
While peeing away the acid and fray
The wind is strong outside, the trees are shuffling in painful protest, and a resonating shudder woke me from my slumber as a door slammed shut for eternal rest.
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