How I love the simple things. The simple things just are.
Dec 14, 2009
Time & Tide
I have this fear that I may fall into the deep sea eventhough I can see the bridge along the way.
When one is on a new bridge, he or she hoped that it'll end soon. But the moment one reached the end, the feeling of not wanting to end it comes out.
I have passed and end my journey on this old bridge and hopping to a new one. It looks scary and beautiful at the same time. And this time, I feel that I'm not alone in this journey along this new bridge.