Tuesday, October 20, 2015

I've been thinking about the incident where I was disturbed with the word 'desperate' being used on me.
More often than not, people say mean things to me.
So why am I only uncomfortable with it now?

I am all too familiar with this word.
It's a situation I often found myself in.

I can only conclude that I was irked that such educated owner of a classy bookstore speaks like that.
He spoiled the whole fairytale fantasy of all things literary.

I left KL for Penang because I was desperate.
I am now in this bookstore because I have relented.
I have to manage this illness.
What's next, teasips?

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