Monday, May 16, 2005
i hate traffic jams
i hate the city traffic jams. or anywhere for the matter.
at the rate i'm driving, i deserve an accident to wake me up.
as if i was not frustrated enough, the jams had to make it worse.
if i could just sound the horn and no one will hear but me.
i will.
let it be my voice for a while.
at the rate i'm driving, i deserve an accident to wake me up.
as if i was not frustrated enough, the jams had to make it worse.
if i could just sound the horn and no one will hear but me.
i will.
let it be my voice for a while.
hear me scream.
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and i was thinking.
life is almost like hailing down a taxi and getting on it.
“小弟,要去那里?”
“Uncle, 先走先。”
even if you do not have a destination. no purpose. no end point.
the cab still moves.
the meter still jumps.
but thank goodness for life
we do not already have to pay $2.40 just by getting on.
hmm.. do we?
make up your mind
the meter is still jumping.