i'm on a crowded bus, occupying one of the inner seats.
the person sitting beside me alighted at a bus stop.
the bus moved off and it's still crowded.
yet no one took the empty seat beside me.
i wonder...
what's wrong with me?
Are you vicariously living through me in the hope that my accomplishments will validate your mediocre life and in some way compensate for all of the opportnunities you botched?
Saturday, April 03, 2004
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