Nevertheless, I don’t have anything now. It seems life is empty and only evolving. Days after days life is beginning to get thinner. Even the sounds on the great space I cannot hear anymore. Is this life that God had designed for a such a yuppy? If you are to count your days how many are they?
Busy as of the moment? Maybe yes maybe no but the whole thing here is that your life –minus your day. Why not begin with a new look and perspective.
so I just here to write I only have a lot.