Haven't been able to process vast amounts of information recently, nor able to produce for that matter. So things will be crisp, precise and most importantly, short.
Was getting of the no.28 mini bus and I said to the driver, 'thank you' on the way out. But I said it out of a ritual of politeness of a person being served by another person, rather than sincerely thankful for the beauty of his work.
So on the way to the elevator, I told myself, from now on, I will try my best to say what I mean and mean what I say. And I ended up chatting with my neighbour's dad who came back from London to see his son who has recently bought the flat opposite us. He was also carrying a pack of a dozen roll of tissue paper on his shoulder, a very cute dad indeed.
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