Life is like a story and we are the writers of these stories in life. At the end of one's life, what kind of story would we have written? What would the content be like? Let me begin writing my own story, sharing bits and pieces of my life...
Sunday, December 16, 2012
The train ride
Hmm, sure miss sipping almond milk
As I had mouthfuls from this Taiwanese lunchbox, I kinda miss preparing my own.
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