Enchante

I walked a mile with Pleasure,
She chatted all the way;
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say

I walked a mile with Sorrow,
And ne'er a word said she;
but,oh! The things i learned from her,
When sorrow walked with me.

I saw this poem in a book and its lovely..
I want to blog so much, honestly i love blogging.
but i wonder why i can't seem to find it in myself to start blogging again.
I want to live life ,reflect on life and be glad about it again.

where did that spirit go?

^^ time goes on and slowly but surely i know, i know. who i can count on
Who ...somehow no matter what , we might never be fated to be good friends forever etc.

Whats this feeling i am feeelinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn`.

''i realise it was only just a dream''


3jobs stints in the holiday so far, I like.