Introspection



Of the many events taking place in my town this October, it is hard finding time to pause and appreciate their messages and significance...One thing for sure that I would regret is the fact that they were here and yet I failed to enjoy their manifestations. It is ironic that I am gaping at the centuries-old manuscripts at the Archives yet failed to appreciate my town as it engages itself in historicity of the here and now.

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