Saturday, September 03, 2005

o careless me. leaving my atm card and cashcard lying comfortably on the 11th floor of the national library. tnk goodness for honest and kind people wic careless souls like me dun deserve, my cards were returned.blessed, yet again.
with so many responsibilities weighing on my shoulders now, strength is what I need.
Faith has long been a companion, probably d reason for my sanity all this while.

"I'm alive," he said to the boy, as they ate a bunch of dates one night, with no fires and no moon. "When I'm eating, that's all I think about. If I'm on the march, I just concentrate on marching. If I have to fight, it will be just as good a day to die as any other.
Because I don't live in either my past or my future. I'm interested only in the present. If you can concentrate always on the present, you'll be a happy man. You'll see that there is life in the desert, that there are stars in the heavens and that tribesmen fight because they are part of the ihuman race. Life will be a party for you, a grand festival, because life is the moment we're living right now."

- The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho

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