Have been playing Dido’s “Safe Trip Home” these two days while driving…you know, listening to her songs sometimes makes me feel like taking a walk along the beach, barefooted and feel the warm and soft white sand beneath my feet…at times, soaking my feet in the cool turquoise seawater and feeling the warmth of the sun lay itself gently on my body. My heart really yearns for moments like these…
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...
Thursday, March 12, 2009
What's a good lunch?
Have been playing Dido’s “Safe Trip Home” these two days while driving…you know, listening to her songs sometimes makes me feel like taking a walk along the beach, barefooted and feel the warm and soft white sand beneath my feet…at times, soaking my feet in the cool turquoise seawater and feeling the warmth of the sun lay itself gently on my body. My heart really yearns for moments like these…
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