Another sun it set, and a new day would likely to start. My tea was getting cold, while my morning is getting high. I wonder how much time already passed, and the path I walk on today – perhaps I never imagined it before, or perhaps I kept it secret even to my self, justLanjutkan membaca “When A Day Passes By”
There are many precious things from time to time in our lives, scattered along the path we walk on. Randomly came, and sometimes gone forever. Even when we face it, sometime we just not really look at it.
Even when my awareness walk in present time, sometime there definitely a question comes by, whether I’ve taken the right path, the exact turn, or whether I still hold my shadow far behind within the lost past. There is time when I stand, and look around, only to see nothing but a glimpse of nothingness.