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Thursday, November 13, 2008

The word 'nothing'. When you look at this word, what strike you?
If it was you, would you rather sit and do nothing? Nothing could save you, could fail you.

Wanted to share something more gory, more like me, but I'm not going to. =/

On the way back home, I saw an accident. A car went up the bus stop and crashed through poles.
All four wheels were up on the pavement and the air bag was out. There was at least 15 people there helping the injured fella. What strike me first was, being a driver too, that could have been me. He was lying almost motionless, the impact was something like a good 70 80kmh straight crash up the poles. Hope he's alright.

So, what if that was me?
I truly miss the scent. The feeling, the care. *hugs.*

13 November 2008 1:24am



1:11 AM