everything comesto us at the right timedoesn’t it?
I wrote on FOMO or the fear of missing out in one of my earlier posts. Recently, while reading about Google…
Like the dust beneath your feet which sometimes the winds of change blow into your eye, they can…
When lifeLed to a crossroadWhere one way Led to griefThe otherTo guilt
WhyMuch love and happinessScares me
I met her in my dreamLast night
If life is a gameYou’re my trump cardYou’re my winning spiritMy passion