Monsoons havent arrived yet. I can feel stormy weather slipping in. I can hear the thunder. I do not want to go out. I dont want let my self get soaking wet. But before I realise, its already pouring. The darkest cloud is right above my head. I have no choice except to get soaked.
What is stated above are my feelings right after I listed things pending to be done in my daily writing pad. There are already 21 things and the list is increasing. Work is pouring.
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