Wednesday, June 25, 2008
When I was down beside the sea
A wooden spade they gave to me
To dig the sandy shore.
The holes were empty like a cup
In every hole the sea camp up,
Till it could come no more.
-----by age of conan
You must go after your wish
As soon as you start to pursue a dream
your life wakes up and everything has meaning - Barbara Sher
It's not how long you live but how well you've lived - Martin Luther King
A wandering Singaporean in Canada.