But in my heart I knew all along where I could find what I held dear.
I finally realized that once she showed me I had a home.
I was able to decide I wante to live my life here.
Those are my precious memories of a bell.
Month: March 2015
… These are the memories of a bell. Hesitation. Confusion. I lost sight of who I was, and I fought desperately. I fought each time the bell rang. …
Wonders
Today, after a long time, I started to a holiday. I’ve really missed doing this. Especially, after finishing the last project that I was working on, I really enjoyed that Blue Moon beer. If only, I could have enjoyed with my friends one day earlier…
Whateva…
I’m happy tho.. I enjoyed today. I’m happy that I spent my time with those people.
Good night.