Quiet River of the Sparkling Sun

Musings

Love

I don't know too much, but one thing I know is that whom we think about when our minds wander are who we care about. Sometimes, at the middle of night, I wonder about the ultimate solitude of ourselves, and I think about how infinitesimally difficult it is for us to know another and to keep the bonds together. Sometimes it is a string of fate, and other times it makes no sense at all.

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Quiet River of the Sparkling Sun

Musings