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Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Fatigue plagues me...

Today is an ultra-dun-feel-like-blogging day - cos I'm really tired and dowan to vomit words, even though I have things that I want to blog about. Shall put them off and see if the next time I come in I still feel like.

When a friend dies, the shared conversations, the shared experiences, the bonds of friendship can no longer be renewed. It is as if a thread has snapped. The thread is still there, but the person holding the other end had loosened his hold. The thread is slack.

- from a fren's blog (originally from Benjamin Sheares' obituary)

Can't help but nod in agreement after reading it.

Can't help but share it with you guys.

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