Friday, January 8, 2010
Sated
When there is nothing to look forward to, life is all about routines. When a feeling is lost, it takes some time to recover. It takes a lot to learn to value the gift of silence. Sometimes it takes a little emptiness to jump-start something momentous. Loneliness is a term others used to aggravate the existing situation. Time is a vicious cycle that feeds on the weak. Like the tide, every moment has its rise and fall. As long as hope doesn't subdue to resignation, tomorrow will always be a better day. Although it seems that there is nothing worth living for, someday all of this will make sense. For now, it is totally fine to be engrossed in sadness.
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