In one of those painful time-killing moments, I turned to deleting smses from my inbox and realised you don't have to have a near-death experience to find out what it is like to have your life flash before your eyes.
In this case, however, you relive every other thing that happened in the past week: times when you were waiting, where you made someone wait, times when you were victimised by a ventilating smser; you see the smses that made you smile, although this time the smile comes because you remember what it was like to smile.
And then there are the smses which you wanted so much to reply to but did not, because you didn't dare commit, even if it was simply a 'yes', even after five minutes of staring obsessively at a blank screen, deleting the words as fast as they came out.
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