The destination is not all that matters, it is the journey that define ourself
The destination is not all that matters, it is the journey that define ourself
When I switch on my mistress this morning, this is what i saw…
Ouch! That explain the cracking sound when I accidentally sat on my bag in the bus when I came back from Singapore.
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I have a good pair of legs to climb up mountains, a good pair of eyes to see unfamiliar sceneries, a good pair of lungs to dive deep into the ocean, a good pair of ears to listen to musics of faraway land, a good stomach to get adventurous with foreign foods, a good pair of arms to hug those who meant a lot to me and a good back to carry my backpack across countries...
the crack looks cool and artistic!