As I Travel Through My Life, I Would Like To Make Every Single Moment Count
I do not believe I have any talent or I am special in any way. Even my photography took me 3 years of hard work just to look like this. It is still not as good as most people’s photography. Even in hiking, I often find myself being the slowest or the last person in the event. I am not … Read more ...
I can feel how much she loved me with those soft lips of hers. The way she kissed was always tender and loving. Even though we were miles apart, she would always put a lot of effort to be near me. A feeling of happiness surrounded my whole body whenever I was near her. She was always so loving, always … Read more ...
If I look close enough at my arms, I can see a few scars here and there. They were caused by hiking into trees, into bushes, climbing a side of a mountain, into unmarked trails and paths that no one has ever thought of doing. These scars are like trophies signifying how I lived my life in accordance to my … Read more ...
I had already surrendered to my fate, being surrounded with old and decrepit people for a time period of my life. I was surprised to find her there, she was maybe 8 to 10 years younger than me. I held her gently, feeling the softness of her body from the thin dress that she wore. Her body was indescribably alluring … Read more ...
The grass swayed back and forth as the wind gently caressed my skin. I placed my hand on the rough soil covered stone, brushed away some of the dirt aside while trying to see if it was stable enough to hold my body. I sat and stretched out my legs, trying to get as comfortable as I could be. On … Read more ...
My life had not been easy. I was confused, puzzled, lost and unsure of where to go like a road that looms forever yet goes nowhere. At night, that road would be engulfed in pure darkness, devoid of any light, as my path becomes layered with broken glass, and sharp metals every step of the way. The wind would howl … Read more ...
A drop of sweat ran down my cheek and dripped off at the bottom of my chin. The sweat dropped near my right hand, and made a tiny spot in the steep slope darker. My eyes shifted downward and saw the ground about 15 feet below me. I was hugging a wall of rocks as if my life depended on … Read more ...
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