The last day of another year. Last year I had promised that I will fill up the blogosphere with a story every day. Some days I had succeeded but other days I failed. Like the saying goes the only stories that are missing are the unwritten ones. As far as the new year is concerned, I hope to be more prolific with the keyboard. Let's see what 2016 has in store. Happy New Year folks.
Looks like the fog just spared my window to the street. The street lights looked liking smokers in an alley. The cobble stones were wet from the drizzle. The street dogs were busy barking at something. A breeze just unsettled the garbage can's lid. My world hasn't changed much. Everyday I look for some sign of change. Nothing seems to change. I have grown bald. My eyesight has dimmed. My kids have grown. The window pane has gathered dust and dirt. The spiders have evolved. Some old buildings have given way to new ones. The neon signs have gone. Still nothing seem to have changed. Change they say has to come from within. But then, what can come out of an empty narrow dead end?
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