Sunday, January 28

Because of all the days that have passed, I am who I am now. I can keep on living because it doesn't go easily. People passing by with hurried steps, "Has your dream come true?" I am still struggling. Instead of going back to my childhood, I'd rather try living well here and now. I was born a scaredy cat. I went out to where the sun shone and clenched my hands tightly, smashing that place, that time. I can change my life. Though I really can't express everything that's in my heart.