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Morose

It's been a while since I wrote.

Feeling a little morose and tired, probably due to the pointless extravagence over the past couple of months. I'd spent way too much on possibly needless things.

And I'm quite surprised at how haggard and old I look these days.

Typical nightlife is just not my thing; I don't find it enjoyable at all. Milling around till the wee hours of the night, bored stiff - and in the process spending a bomb.. sigh. I wonder why I do it anyway.

Looking forward to having Hamster back.

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