There was never peace for him.

The bells have rung

I am a stranger in this skin.

Time travel is tearing fabric. The universe is a tailor. We all possess scissors.

That Wednesday

Travel

I got my first passport in 2006.

spring, Work life, inspiration

As rain covers the hope of sunshine in Spring, so does laziness suffocate my will to be productive in labor. Oh, how I love the rain!