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It's that cliche that your in the middle of a crossroads but you've already chosen the coarsed road and taking those hard-earned steps further into trickier terrain. No philosopher has ever told us that we can't bring an iPod or a good book on our difficult travels. No one said that at a night of struggles, the sky would be so lovely and full of encouragement.

Smile and be grateful. We need that for the days ahead. It will all be good. It will all be worth it. 

morning chords

waking up to a sound, a tone,

to a beginning of a symphony,

to an end to a dragging medley

a mellow comfort to a night of sleepless hesitations

bring clarity and certainty

my morning chords

a soothing clarity

and the hum to my weary bones

every key lulls my doubts to sleep

no refrains, only a recurring chorus

no bridge, only verses to a quiet story

this morning and these chords

Stolen Photos

The beauty of the weather on an almost summer day brings you those puffy cotton candy clouds. Sometimes you see bunnies, dinosaurs, little girls in dresses and maybe some lovers kissing.

You try to imagine how it feels in your hands. I dream that they'll be soft, sweet and cuddly like pillows. But in reality clouds are just visible little drops of water -- untouchable, distant and almost surreal.

Far away as it may seem, these clouds are such wonderful things to behold. It changes and often times surprises me with its new color, shape or temperament. They always bring a bittersweet ache even on this almost summer day.