I'm definitely losing it with my boss - my temper. I wonder when the breaking point was. It got blurry between losing respect for the way he makes (and doesn't make) decisions and those irritating spaced-out look he gives from time to time.
Speaking of this, Becks asked me something interesting the other night. "Mummy, Miss Quah told us she's lost her brother. How does a person lose another?"
And so I attempted feebly on explaining death and it got me wondering why we term it 'lost' when we don't lose someone out of carelessness like how we lose our wallets in a shopping mall.
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