Today is a day to write as there are little noises disturbing my head and making me think of things I shouldn't be wasting my time anymore on. Yes, there are always things to forget. Have you noticed how that keeps piling on and on and you actually end up remembering what all there is to forget?!
Sometimes people are the strangest of creatures. How much they change over time? How much things change over time. What seemed the most meaningful, one fine day, in one sweep of a moment, becomes non existent?!
Digestion of facts needs far more roughage of good deeds to aid. I am slowly piling up good things in my life. My new dust pile. My very own, humble one with simple joys.
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