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Wednesday, May 09, 2007
sleepless nights have been a rarity of late. most of the time i just can't wait to get into bed. i think i've mentioned this at least a few times; night brings about the silence that breeds serenity and lucidity. it's a great time to go through things, unless it is weariness that is prevalent, and not the need for reflection.
resignation was a thing of last week, on both counts. both, that should have came much earlier, only to be dragged and exhausted till both parties couldn't wait to let go.
things to be accepted, the unaccepted to be changed. at times, which course to undertake? i think this could be the one hardest decision to make. weighing the relevant consequences, and for what's worth.
you call michael jordan 'incomparable' and george 'the best' because that's what they really are. and people have just got to get it, that people like them aren't going to come back. they've retired, moved on, and so should we. why the desperate need to bestow compliments on imposters, why the urgent fervent desire to resurrect greatness that has crumbled into dust. i'm sure kobe can be the next mike, and ronaldo can dance like georgie at his peak. the glorious dead should be revered, and left alone.
it's so hard to accept, so difficult to say. that some things cannot be that way. it's not a matter of effort, not the time spent.
of all the people to cheat and lie.
_'Jx]- faded at 12:18 AM
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