2.11pm: Hushed anticipation. Rose-pink ribbons on blue files sing. Other random things, like the sounds of typing and ever-present aircon humming. Traffic strums grey streets 11 floors below and I sense it knows, somehow that people are meeting, greeting, smiling, eating, while others say goodbye and all the time I'm just sitting here waiting, aching... like a moth to fly.

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FYI, pink ribbon is used to hold legal documents together. This is where the term red tape came from.

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