The Search for Reason
 

 
The music of awakened Solitude, is like the dance of falling leaves; the sound of silence carried by the tinkling of bells a thousand miles away.
 
 
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Monday, April 08, 2002
 
It was a rather interesting bike trip to work today. I was on my mum's bike when it started pouring. Trapped on the CTE, we took refuge under an overhead bridge, together with many other motorists, who stopped to put on their raincoats. But the rain got much heavier, and when it became madness to continue with journey, all of us just stopped, looked at each other and smile, and laughed at our own helplessness, while all the time, passing traffic was splashing water on us...

For just a brief moment, all the weight of the world was lifted, and in time, as strangers we met, as strangers we parted.





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