I silently hope there were a titular button on our heads. Whenever banality, mediocrity threaten to put us down how I wish I could lunge to hit the button. Better, I could gift to some close pals too.
Days in our lives are like those webpages; when in good state they get loaded at a pace that would make everyone happy. Otherwise they are like those duds wherein one knows what the ultimate view of the page would look like to the actual potential, but are too slow to even show half the view. In the latter the status bar resembles those hose pipes which do not let the full flow of water gushing in, courtesy some junk blocking it.
Precisely that is where I propose a recharge, a refresh
...an f 5
Days in our lives are like those webpages; when in good state they get loaded at a pace that would make everyone happy. Otherwise they are like those duds wherein one knows what the ultimate view of the page would look like to the actual potential, but are too slow to even show half the view. In the latter the status bar resembles those hose pipes which do not let the full flow of water gushing in, courtesy some junk blocking it.
Precisely that is where I propose a recharge, a refresh
...an f 5
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