Never really knew what I wanted to write and share about. Whether it is about my life story or someone else's story, I just have no idea. But when I know that I may not even have tomorrow, why not start thriving now and take the middle path when I still can enjoy the freshness of the air that I breathe in.
In A Blink (Part I)
The sea of existence has no boundaries,
The world is full of worry & suffering,
Flowing and turning, rising and falling,
Is there no place of refuge and support?