life at a stand still...

The hours moved slowly, and I am still here. Trying to solve problems of yesteryears. It is not my problems but theirs.  As far as I am concerned, my life is almost perfect to the point of being able to see today. Perfect? Relatively speaking.What about the hours? I do not wait anymore. Some just by being angry the problems are solved. Segala Ketentuan adalah dari Allah. Allahuakbar.