I wake up one morning trying to figure things out. The world seems blurry around me; uncertain and bleak. I start to question why life has different meanings. The answer, so naive and plain, that life is fortified with smooth roads and harsh obstacles to make us full in our dimensions. And that what makes life worth living.
Sunday, 7 March 2010
Let's Talk
While at the station right now, waiting for the bus. I'm bored. And the weather is not friendly for a walk. Anyone here who wants a call from me? I'm up for a long chat.
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