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I never thought I would be here, but here I am ___.
It was a cold morning, it had rained all night, leaving a smell of wet asphalt that lingered in the air. And now, it was just me and ___
I was standing in the middle of ___ when I heard a strange sound. 
Of course, there’s no way I could have known it, but ___ was on to something.  
“Perhaps once you ___, you’ll be happy”, she said. 
It’s hard to accept now, but ___ was right. 
Let me make it clear, I have never been one to ___.
It is perhaps a bit arrogant to say this myself, but I am ___.
If you could try ___, perhaps you should. After all, you only live once.
As I stared blankly into the ceiling, I couldn’t help but wonder, “Why on Earth am I ___”
In retrospect, it’s quite obvious my fascination with ___  would lead me to this point. 
I always prided myself on my sense of direction, but now, I find myself completely lost in ____
On a particularly drab Tuesday, I found myself contemplating the meaning of life over a bowl of ____
In the dimly lit room, I discovered the peculiar connection between ___ and ___
Truth be told, I never envisioned myself becoming an aficionado of ___
"Maybe, just maybe, if you try ___, you'll find inner peace," he suggested with a smirk.
I was knee-deep in ___ when it finally dawned on me: I had become what I always feared.
Call it self-praise if you must, but it's undeniable that I excel at ___
Lying there, I pondered the absurdity of my current predicament: "How did I end up ___"
Looking back, it's crystal clear that my obsession with ___ was the catalyst for my present situation.
Future humans might be surprised some of liked ___. But to me, it just seems natural. Almost a necessary part of my being. 
I wish I was good at ___. But I am not, and it shows. 
My grandpa always said: "___ is better done in a group, with your eyes closed." 
It all began when I tried that new shampoo. Now I am here ___.
"Trust me when I tell you ___ is a once in a lifetime experience", said my dad with a dead serious face as I looked at him blankly. 
I was running away from the cops once again, all for ___. This was not the first time, and I had a sense it was not the last one. 
Let's not jump to conclusions yet, but ___ had gotten the best of me once again. I had to make it right, and there was only one way of doing it.
My grandmother always said: "___ is only acceptable if you are drunk, in love or stupid." I don't think I was either. 
"For God's sake, John. ___ won't take you anywhere." Said my wife. I knew otherwise, and had to prove her wrong. 
Who would have thought that ___ would destroy my marriage.
It was a morning like every other. Perhaps a little chilly for this time of the year. But something had changed radically. Overnight, the whole world was ___.
"___ is all about the heart, man." He said with a confident and semi-wise tone, the tone of someone who has seen the thick of it, and gotten through.
"I will let you go, but promise you will stop ___", said the judge. I said yes, but deep down, I knew I wouldn't be able to help myself.