No.54712
It will only get worse for you.
No.54716
I gazed at the gaps in the sky and listened to devotional hymns and got carried away thinking about the sun
When still in the town I saw a dog at a distance carrying away a pigeon's carrion in its maw and was puzzled whether it wanted to eat the remains or empathetically remove the dead bird from public's sight
The dog run to me and lay there as if asking my apology for daring to judge it by my yardstick