Rain drop keeps falling on my head. It falls everyday telling me to write something or whatever I can write about. Well, I have decided to see the world in a more old-fashioned way and touch on our common, humble, unique, and heroic sensitivities that define the sorrow and happiness of our existence.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Back to school..
Yeah....back to school! I dreamt of entering Victoria Institution. The funny thing is that the rest of the students treat me as though I am of the same age as them. Talking about energy, I have abundance of it. Do they see me as young as them? Except this middle-aged lady who befriend me and respect me like she knows who I am. What a fascinating dream! As I have said, it never let you down. Everything seems to be on the move and the value taught and practiced are the significance of first move in thought and actions, initiatives and first to lead. And on the first thought of it, I write this...
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