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.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Life is jigsaw puzzle...
At first it is only bits and pieces. When pieced together there comes the meaning.
At first it is only bits and pieces. When pieced together there comes the meaning.
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