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Stay In Touch.

Stay In Touch.


What does that even mean, anyway?

What usually happens as we grow older and years pass by, we sometimes forget to see people we used to see a lot, and we just say “it is what it is” or “I’m busy they’re busy we’re in two different places right now” - does that make you feel better when you tell your conscience that? Hah.

My friend who is my neighbour lives right next to my house, our house walls are even touching, and we only feel the need to see each other when we’re in London. What..? 

Seems like our house and their house are keeping in “touch” more than we ever did. We’re both to blame on this - I think we’re just being lazy, and being lazy comes with plenty of excuses to fit our own accustomed needs. 

I’ve always loved this picture of the beach, with all the fishermen’s pick-up trucks. Since years, every time I pass by this area I see these trucks parked next to one another. I don’t know about you, but this gives me a sense of wanting to stay connected with the people around me. 

I know, I know, I am a little over the top. 

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Staying in touch is a job, I think. A job you’re either lousy at or really good at. You get to decide which one you want to be. 

Anyway I don’t know why I’m being over dramatic, I guess it’s my conscience telling me I need to stop being lousy and start to get on with it. :) 

Seriously though where the hell do the people we used to see go? It’s like they just fell off the edge of the Earth and became what. I need to make a list of all these people and ask about them in Interpol. I’m just kidding. I will find you, though. And kill you. No really I’m kidding, I don’t have the time for that.

Make sure you make your list too! & if you need someone to help you with an assassination, I’m well known for that - hit me up @Sindiya23 - I must warn you.. it’s not going to be cheap.

Until next time, Fajrawis,

Sindiya, The Sign.