and the crows flew away

Things in the margins, including humans who wander there, are often on the brink of becoming someone else, or something else, whose memory may not 🕊️

Don’t waste what you have by desiring what you don’t have” Epicure today, i finally have the will to write again. time went by. so 🕊️

Time sometimes flies like a bird, sometimes crawls like a snail; but a man is happiest when he does not even notice whether it passes 🕊️

“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.” Rabindranath Tagore well. 🕊️

Partying is such sweet sorrow Robert Byrne ever felt alone in a crowd, even with people you know they love you? that’s me. why do 🕊️

build the job around the person, to create a virtual job portfolio to match what he/she does best don edward beck i feel like i 🕊️

what’s the purpose of living or doing something, if no-one’s there to witness it? me, probably i tried my best to put together this artwork. 🕊️