Grasping the Future
Sometimes I have no clue about what is happening, the plan that took so much time tinkering on it has gone to waste as simple as not thinking at all. Then I don't even know what is to plan anymore. Then somehow something made me thinking of making a new plan. Then it crumbles again. That's the circulation of my life, so far. I don't plan on giving up hope. I want my life to be remembered as one who never surrender to life itself.