'Sometimes stuck in traffic I think of the impossible. Faces are gathered; forming a cast in a parallel universe played out from behind my eyes. And somewhere in that, there's me, living the temporal transition. But still, I'm sui generis. Not special, just alone.
Sometimes I'm glad I'm not taking anyone with me; that no one is following.'
This is the first time that the hearing in my right ear is being affected by the cold which I'm having, something that developed from a really bad sore throat a few days back. The doctor took a look in my mouth and concurred, "Oh! Very bad!" So I can say this without feeling exaggeration. I'm several types of irritated right now.
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