Small issues stay in life. Some serious concern, too.
The same question of what to look forward from to-morrow and what to leave behind from yester-day will not change my only reason to believe, breathe, love, and forgive. And Hope.
A reason to believe.
It's my third day of having diarrhea, the rain still comes at this time, 00.35am Sunday.
Need to rest my weary body for in a few hours, another string of works are awaiting for me.