It’s a mystique feeling when you sit near a stranger at a coffee shop for hours without speaking yet when they gather their things and get ready to leave, you almost feel obligated to say goodbye. And as you register their absence as you gaze at the empty space near you, there’s like this indescribable, vague feeling of loss.
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Life stories by *December Sun on Flickr.
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Before you speak to me about your religion, first show it to me in how you treat other people; before you tell me how much you love your God, show me in how much you love all His children; before you preach to me of your passion for your faith, teach me about it through your compassion for your neighbors. In the end, I’m not as interested in what you have to tell or sell as I am in how you choose to live and give
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My week is basically:
- Monday
- Monday #2
- Monday #3
- Monday #4
- Friday
- Saturday
- Pre-Monday
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angry (by czuczy)
In Singapore
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Brother Rabbit by William Morris. Reproduction by Scalamandre.
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