As I Travel Through My Life, I Would Like To Make Every Single Moment Count
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 ...
I remember it all too well. It was a cold winter afternoon in December as trickles of snow fell on top of our heads. We were silent while walking down a familiar street after watching a movie. I could hear our footsteps, and yet not a word was spoken from either of our lips. I slid my hand towards hers … Read more ...
The sun’s rays penetrated through the holes of the grayish clouds hovering above me. A soft whitish light shimmered patches of the forest, the trees glistened like sparkling green emeralds, yellow citrines, and colorful rhinestones in a jewelry box. Nature seems to never stop, never end, and always being mysterious. In times of beauty and peace, I often remember you. … Read more ...
As my foot eased down on the cold hard floor of my room, I looked around and there was no soul in sight as I prepare myself to go to bed. My eyes shifted around the room, my skin felt the stale air inside it while the white walls felt like they were closing in. However, on this night, I … Read more ...
The fog clings to the distant trees like a big white spider web coveting the distant lands in front of me. The silver lake compliments the beautiful colors that the trees have adorned on this late September morning. Here I am, at the vast and timeless beauty of nature, yet all I could think about is you. I miss the … Read more ...
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