For all the pain

For all these nuisances

For all the sleepless nights

For all the trouble we have to deal with

For all the mess from the trouble you created

For all the time we live in fear and sadness and hurted

I blame you.

Right. Three quick notes.

Blaming game:  Yes. It’s so easy to make mistake and to be blamed. But an atrocious mistake is unforgivable.

Holiday? There’s probability I won’t be posting since my brother is home already and he intend to use the computer before he need to go back to his hostel.

Condolence: To the owner and tax payer for cryfreedom.fm, I’m going to miss your writing, and I’ve lost a monyet friend. Sob*