Its Sunday again and who would have known that weekends can mean that much to me. Each time we look forward to a weekend, the next thing we can not look forward to is obviously the Monday.
Blues often strikes every Monday after a stress-free weekends and for my case, often called as the only date-able weekend.
As days goes, we would start to view many things in a more directional ways. I start to see our love grows stronger as the power of weekends grow..
Don't we have to agree that
to be blind is bad, but worse is to have eyes and not see?
Sometimes we see things as they are and ask why. Other times we dream things that never were and ask why not.
So what exactly are we living for?
Have any one of us gotten an answer so far?
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