yet another day of not knowing what to look forward to except a call from a few lost souls wanting to have a company for a cuppa. yet another day of not knowing what to expect from the big boss if any new communicado gets into his room that requires my attention. yet another day of not assured if its gonna be as good as yesterday. its not healthy to live in such denial, make believe that everything is fine. i'm lost without translation.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
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