So tired... from all that's happening inside and around me. There is nothing to rely on, everything is crumbling down and it makes me feel like an extra in the theatre of the absurb. My only joy is the fresh breeze, the rain and the winter leaves. The beauty of the land indicates that the end is near... But I am aware of eternity and that's what keeps me sane. A day doesn't always last a day. The aftermath is that of wisdom, peace and light... The magical journey of our lives... cause Every Day A Story...
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Every Day A Story 4
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