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, May 16, 2017
a straightfoward thinking...
When there are a lot of thought directions, the path seems to be crooked and hazy. I can put it right and straightforward by not talking and acting so much on it. Why not just wait? Can you? For sure the end is in anything, everybody and everything. Allahuakbar.