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Friday May 14, 2010

The day comes to an end. It slowly dies out. Night comes to life.

It has been a long, eventful and tiring day. Full of feelings of happiness, disappointment, anxiety, then relief. A day full of travelling, meetings, formality, and gestures....

I return to my home. All energy is drained out. It seems that now there is no more strength....just no more....

But it isn't time to give up. Not just yet. Because there's a whole lot more to be done.....

And there's still miles to go - before I will finally sleep..

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