But, my hands are too numb from the aircon and I don't think I have the ability to even form a grammatical sentence, much less type something even close to 'clever'.
So, forget it.
Anyway, I bought a new book today called 'missing'. Somehow, it seems like an integral part of me to constantly read books that are depressing and tragic. I don't know, I guess it gives me this intangible sense of readiness, like if I read more books like the aforementioned, perhaps I can prevent it from happening to me. Or at least, be more prepared when it does.
I have to sleep now. Long day tmr. G'night.