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 4, 2013
mind grip...
Woke up early morning to an open mind grip. We might be flexible but the grip to something is not so easily swayed to a point of nothing. There must be always something that can make the mind grip grew firmer. Allahuakbar.
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