Have you seen dreams? And have you seen a one or two break? Tell me, how deep was the ache? Did it bleed? Did it hurt? Oh dear, tell me how profound was the cut?
Few Days are harder than the rest. Those which are not about your visions of future. Those when you just want to put a foot in front of the other and let flow.
Remember when you used to put your arms in your shirt and told everyone that you have no arms, you would sleep with all your stuffed toys so none of them got offended and how you would watch the raindrops on your car window and pretend they were having a race. Remember when we were… Continue reading Digging forgotten dreams and promises!