After writing "Why are we more afraid of dying than we are of not living?", I didn’t feel completely satisfied.
Now? Now I could use a cigarette.
Ahhh…

Self worth. Explore life and challenges ahead.

Anything is possible in dreams.

Please join me on my journey with a twist.

My ship of hope is far from port
Where sweet success awaits me…..

Signs of the past.

A poem about using life as a key to explore the world and other people.

I love to seek, to climb the hilltop and peer over. To Wade through the thick brush and tree covered landscape, just to see what may be there.

This poem I came up with after talking with some of my friends. We were reflecting on things we’ve done and where we want to be in the future. Then we kind of switched and said, who cares, we’re here today so lets live in the moment!

Each day of our lives is a good day, remember to cherish it.