Sore

Sore throat, sore mind.
It is amazing how early and how dark it gets when one longs for light.
I think too much of politics and programming, too little of feelings and life in its unpredictability. Lets say- I an happy to be so…mundane, down-to-earth etc.
This only proves that I am of Neptune, the faraway planet.

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