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♥ Tuesday, April 22, 2008
10:42 PM

I have been thinking too much lately about life.

Though I am loaded with work, school, reno., family but often I give a thought.

This afternoon, I have to opportunity to chat with my female colleagues. A single and a married. I saw old self in the single - unhappiness with myself, uncontented, always comparing. In the married, I see the changes that had happened, conventing my life.

Everyone has their own life story, everyone learns.

Moon is always rounder on the other side of the world and we always looked at greener pastures.

But have we been thankful, grateful? Knows that we have happiness in our hands, yet we complained?

Just another contribution to thought of the day while walking home from train station.

Life goes on..