first step. baby step.
ppl say: "when u arrive in this world, u are crying, everyone is laughing; when u leave, u are smiling, everyone else is crying..". beautiful irony.
imagine... in a hospital building, nth floor is for births - beautiful wailing creatures; and the very next floor, nth+1 floor, for the impending dead - silent fighting souls... Should u smile or should u cry, when u are in the lift trapped between the 2 floors? why do we celebrate birth, and mourn death, when every person who is born will eventually die?
first step. baby step. GIANT step.
i wonder how i'm going to walk out thru this wilderness...
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