I keep breathing. I keep walking. I keep wading. And I am waiting. Waiting for what I believe will be an end to my agony. Oh yeah, I fear it! For I believe I have lost enough. Will those people make everything right? Or will they accompany my devils to put me down? I don't … Continue reading My fear of losing someone.
"Honey, look through the binoculars! Do you see an elephant?". This was said to us by our playwrights, I mean the ones who always held themselves in the place from where they could puppet us. They say it is for our own good. I do not doubt it, at all! I believe them outright. It … Continue reading They turned me into a Colorblind.