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Saturday, February 20, 2010
The idea of travelling to a foreign country, going on a few makan trips, wine and falling madly in love sounds so completely romantic. Why is it that I'm not quite feeling it?
I have a grand plan, I'm on my way walking along the yellow brick road, I meet great friends that come and go along the way. And then I realised, having Toto (the dog not the lottery) by my side only makes it better but the journey is mine and mine alone.
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