I can go on forever and ever, but something is missing in whatever I do. I can bear any pain without complaints, and still smile, but I feel so calm inside like how a flower feels when caressed by the wind. I don’t know how the future days will be, I feel I’m not alone at this, everyone at my age is going through the same, new mornings, change in how you feel the first light of the Sun, the way you breathe, it will only go towards longer birth and wider perspectives.
