I have of late taken the view that no matter how rebellious, unconventional, non-conformist we would like to think ourselves, we are at some point always part of a similar grouping of people. We are never truly leaders, but followers. Followers, I prefer to refer to us as sheep; because at one point or another in our life we are all sheep. This is a place to express myself, vent my frustration with the sheepdom, and relieve my boredom. It is my therapy for all that contributes to my neurosis.
Sunday, September 2, 2012
Never enough
Invariably these moments come around, subtly or not so subtly - when someone wants a little more than they can get; a little more than should be expected, a tad bit more than the terms and conditions of the agreement. The agreement was ambiguious, perhaps colored in vaguely penned language meant to confuse, or make subject to interpretation. It never matters how long it takes or the extent, but invariably someone will wish, dream, ask for just a little bit more - but more is never enough.
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