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Friday, July 02, 2004

After a while you learn that the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul.
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning and company doesn't mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't promises.
And you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes wide open, with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build all your roads on today beacause tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans.
After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you can really endure.
That you are really strong.
And you really do have worth.

~Veronica A. Shoffstall~

Got this outta a book i was browsing. Thought it to be quite inspiring. See no one is perfect. Everyone is here to learn. And altho even i put myself down sometimes, we are all worth something. Somehow. Maybe not everyone would recognise their forte immediately but i guess she's right...we all do have a purpose. As you can see, i am in pretty relaxed mood today. Talk to me on a bad day, i might just say that we are here for no rhyme or reason. But till then.

We are really much stronger than we think we are. So many times, we have all shedded tears, bawled our eyes out. Felt so helpless and devastated. But strangely, we always seem to get by. Why? Are we all made to get over things? Are human beings a natural at getting by after awhile? What about things that never will leave? I'll bet that those are pretty much backed up somewhere, in case our memeories should ever fail. I dunno. Do you?

I should zzz.

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