people ought to have longer weekends.
as we get older, time shrinks.
cyberslacking
lazy afternoons
staring into space
writing just because
consider it a luxury cos you live in the moment, every movement on the hands of a clock tangos with the beat of your heart. in an era when a time a well spent meant you got something done, a pause often fall between the cracks.
life's short--but rushing in only makes us miss it more.
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| its best to de-stress and pause with bffs |
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| and shabu shabu is lonely to eat by yourself. |
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