"Give me a full life, even if you substitute some indgredients in the recipes of the meal served at the feast that is today"
Half-Glass-Empty The Struggle of the Cautioned Pessimist Eyes strained Looking Forced to find substance in emptiness It draws near Too close, and comfortable To recognize nothing, is there. Well, Hello, quiet companion Did I not hear you once again? Is your voice muted by the noise of silence? Deaf ears, Blind eyes, No words… Continue reading Half Full