Coming from a far side of the world, two thousand aboriginal languages do not contain sufficient curse words to sum up this day. The torture continues for another couple of days.
Mail I didn't receive, is not here. I was actually waiting for it for the first time. Remarkable, for when I don't wait for it, it shows up on time. So goes the day.
I think I know what is wrong. But not how to make things right. Plus making things right will return no benefit. It sort of sums things up.
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