Yet another one of "those" days in a string of "these" days. I am perpetually amazed at the insipid-ity of my people... have seen the worst of Lahore this week. Definitely the best of worst times.
High pitched/OFF key note, have offically become a cog in the under-paid, under-appreciated mis-under-stood, undercorporate machine....am as of Monday, feature writer at Daily Times. Jes jes am snipping off all "blissfully" nonchalant ties with the freelance business and am venturing into capitalist seas....
Dont smoke, dont drink tea
Miserable in my foregone trade
Am I bound to be
Afterthought to foreself:
Glass be half empty...however laced with black, carbonic acidy linings
Second afterthought to foreself:
CRAP! Diet starts monday, carbonated linings frizzling away, glass plain half-empty!
Third afterthought to foreself:
But glass is clean....
(Dare anyone insinuate I dont try)
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