Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.
It occurs to me that Beckett, when he penned these words was undoubtedly hunting for an apartment in Islamabad. He also, much like me, must have been aimlessly spending scorching afternoons with estate agent after estate agent looking for apartments and being dismally disappointed. The last straw undoubtedly must have been a day like today when he found an apartment he thought he could live in, negotiated a higher price than he wanted to pay-in-the-first-place but talked himself into it because he liked the place so much and was waiting for agents to confirm the deal only to find out that the fucking owner had decided - in the space of one hour - that they wanted to keep the goddamn place and try to sell it instead of renting it out. Fucking idiots! Don't they know the real estate market is down?
Today is officially the worst day EVER!