Hastily scooping it up, I creaked open the lid to smell at it: sour and stingy, the pills had gone damp, much like all that I recalled about the bottle.
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Time Is A Misleading Thing. All There Is Ever, Is The Now
by Solid - 04 May 2016 , 0 Likes
The past teaches – this, we are aware of. Our life is too short to learn from just our own experiences, which would be a waste of resource (insert reinventing wheel metaphor). The entire world’s education systems te...

Bad Times Always Wake You Up To The Things You Weren't Paying Attention To
by The Bard - 17 Apr 2016 , 0 Likes
Those working parent(s) who were too engrossed in achieving corporate success to pay attention to kids suddenly realise that their own kids don’t know them anymore. That they were reading balance sheets when the bab...

That Late Night Chat
by Tulip - 07 Feb 2015 , 0 Likes
Meet Mihir Malhotra. He’s a (secluded) writer by day -actually, any moment of the day- and a chat room fanatic, throughout the day.