And the nightmare didn’t end??
It seems that I will never wake up *uhh* the 8th of April 2003, 8 PM, what did I drink? I can’t remember.
Does that make me 5 years older or have I been dead all this time. Seriously, am I alive now?
It makes it 1440 days without seeing the precious moon. Or did the moon and sun have a deal behind my back?
And the life goes on and my soul goes out, what an equation!!
Frankly speaking, I am tired from writing posts about the war and the situation, I am tired from complaining. 5 years of complaining and I have just read a quote that says” let’s complain less and give more” and that’s what I intend to do (GIVING MORE) so this is the first day of the rest of my life and I am not going to let the war or whatever force take away the rest of my dreams.
I am not going to let it go…
From where the fight took place