When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most us,
we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures,
have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand.
The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion,
who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement,
who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing
and face with us the reality of our powerlessness,
that is a friend who cares.
we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures,
have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand.
The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion,
who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement,
who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing
and face with us the reality of our powerlessness,
that is a friend who cares.
i cant seem to get some decent good night sleep for the past week or so.
i hate hate hate hate it.
i hate the moment between the time when you lie down and the time you sleep.
i get all these thoughts, memories and blah blah blah blah! never ending. ugh.
what i hate more is when you wake up in the middle of the night and you cant go back to sleep.
then a mosquito starts shouting at your ear.
if you know me...you'd know that when i dont sleep or lack a lot of sleep, one of my eye will turn red.
its weird...it can be my left eye or my right eye. but whatever..when i wake up its bloodshot red. but around the afternoon it turns to a dark pink. and it last all the way till night.
so basically ive been having this red eye problem for a lot of days in the past week.
>_____<
zzzZZz...
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