Friday, May 31, 2013

I always imagine that someone would come and sit at the table with me, but, this is rarely the case. The cowardice of humans appalls me -- and worst, my own. Somehow solitary is always the state. I don't even know how it happens, yet quicky I find myself here in most occasions. In leadership, wonderful. In socialization - the nost mundane melancholy.

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