There is something about walking after rain, returning back home after a long working day. More like a new adventure. With a refreshing breeze, I expect new horizon in front of me.
Tomorrow hasn’t come yet.. and I still feel the sun is waiting for me with open arms..
Wait for me!..
I’ll run till there… for who really knows what or when..
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