Sunday, April 01, 2012

Sometimes when we wake up in the morning, we do chores, have breakfast, go to work, we do think of that long road ahead, of where we would lead ourselves to, perhaps meet someone we would enjoy being around with, and be happy? Or maybe those things are just what our minds would hope when all is screwed up beyond imagining? If life is as bad as people say it is, then i would not hesitate to dream, even if it's just a soft whisper in a thunderstorm. I should realize that in life, things would ultimately fail, and that taking a little risk in the name of progress is human nature, to say the least, and that heartbreak does not mean it would be the last of me..

And here now, is my toast to the world, to life that goes on as it turns..My toast to love, may it be found even when it appears hopeless..Here's to dreams, and to the whispers, may it be heard over the wailing storm..

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