‘They steal our yesterdays and leave us no youth but that of our children…’ - Glen Cook There is an increasingly insufficient selection of means through which I may expound upon the dwindling number of restful moments I have been capable of seizing from the wretched and decadent structure of measuring the progression of Life.
Or if I may vocalise this in a different manner – there is too much I have to do at this moment, and I don’t have the time to boost my self-esteem with the writing of this blog. Speaking of which… I’ve got to run – no time.
Addendum: I hope you enjoyed the incredibly droll first paragraph (after the quotation). I cackled like a mad man while writing it – at its exaggeratedly superfluous and resolutely meaningless attempt to get a point across.
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