Outdated family pictures adorning the walls, a collection of antique history novels occupying the dusty shelves; the chestnut table, serving as an island for our dirty dishes and cell phones; the plaid, worn couch; lighting, haunting...
Can we stop for a moment and gaze at the breath of the world?
The breath that gives us life
Gives us a calling
Gives us a second after the second we just endured
Can we stop for a moment and talk to our confrères?
The surrounding peop...
The people looked so tiny, like working ants pacing in a million directions
The cars looked like little Lego pieces thrown recklessly in a colorful garden
The trees looked like chunks of live broccoli swaying ferociously
The...
When you forget why you want to be here,
Just remember,
There are a million people who cannot chose,
Whether to live or die,
Or a million people who cannot help,
And lay in bed and cry,
There are a million people, w...
