What is it about life? How you have been passed through days and decade. Another fall, another turned page. Will you let each pages turned blank or you will write it with your best story. I know that I will never understand about life. About this wonderful yet wounded universe. I want to see the blue sky without pollution. I want to hear the birds without a horn. I want to smell the grass without a smoke. I want to travel across the world and breathe the air of a new place.
Ask the questions that have no answers. Invest in the millennium. Plant your favorite fruit. Write every story you have. Paint every star you see. Love and be loved. When you arise in the morning think of what precious privilege it is to be alive. To breathe. To think. To enjoy. To love. You know each day has their own surprises, so embrace it. Long time ago someone told me to do a good thing each day. Make a new friend every day (three at least). Make a beautiful day. Turns your day into something worth to live for. There is always be a light and I won’t stop chasing it.
Remember, what we do in life echoes in eternity.