Nowadays, again, the questions about life and dreams had been apparent. Am I really doing what I want? Is that all about life? Selling my freedom and time against money, is that the deal? Can be a shadow different from the image? Don’t know the answer. Even I am not sure is there an answer? All I know that I have to think about questions and try to see the kingdom of miracle after sandstorm.
P.S. Am I a hopeless office dreamer? Or, have a travel addiction? Thanks God today is Friday, a humid and 28C Friday! A summer rain could be great, no? Anyway, tomorrow, I will go to sea-side just for weekend; blue, sea, sand, love, silence, laziness, sun and sleep ey! I will be back on Monday with photos 😉
“Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain. Much of your pain is self-chosen. It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self. Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquillity: For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen, and the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has moistened with His own sacred tears.” Kahlil Gibran (The Prophet)