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[18 Oct 2004|11:29am] |
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It's that time of the year again...! Nine nights of staying awake; dancing through to the wee hours until my feet and back start to protest from all the torture hurled at them...!! The last four nights have been the first four nights of Navratri, and as McDonaldites would say- I'm lovin' it!
Grass is funny... Most times it's this thick, lush carpet; the feel of which against naked soles is like therapy... But try dancing barefoot on grass for 4 hours every night, four nights in a row... It feels like someone's been using sandpaper on your feet... My soles are raw and blistered and very, very sore... Ah! Well... 'Tis the price for pleasure...!
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The night of October 16th was nice... I would've probably said sublime, but I'll save that word for later...
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And it's monday morning today... I'm not particularly fond of monday mornings, seeing as they arrive, quite uninvited, on the heels of blissful sunday nights...!
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