Hey...I want to share something with you guys today. *GRINS*

It is probably not something which is to your liking.

I found it in a storybook.

I thought that it is beautifully written.

I felt compelled to copy it down in my book.

Here goes!

Every man stores up memories, flickers of time that crystallize in the chambers of the mind, instants of beauty and simple truth that warm him when the world goes cold. Images that resonate as long as he draws breath.

Nice isn't it? Surrender yourself to the depth of the meanings in these few sentences. Maybe you can reflect on the wonderful and melancholic memories you have right in the back of your mind. Does it warm you just thinking of those? Do the images appear in your mind occasionally? As long as I am alive, I will never ever forget the numerous events that has happened in my life. As a matter of fact, I will always remember how I felt when I was in a black pit of despair.

So long!