Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Friday, March 1, 2019
Self Reflection
End of the week. TGIF. Looking backward, it has been productive. First, I woke up, therefore I am alive. That is a good thing because I can do my part to make this world a better place that what it was when I first arrived. I think I helped someone to see a brighter future, or at least to find the light at the end of the tunnel. I may not be perfect, but I strive to be better. I like that.
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