Life is not about the breath you take, but the moments that takes your breath away.
Every memorable moment count. Like walking in the sand in 5 in a easter morning, watching the sun shyly go up. Teaching someone to swim then telling her how she has no future if she will continue it. Putting on a stupid bunny hairband and getting along with kids on that sunday morning.
Clueless?
Never the mind.
Labels: Scarred thoughts, Shorts : Little thoughts stuck on mind