life is tenuous.. we don't know what will happen tomorrow, or even the next minute.
one minute i was walking, the next minute i was on the floor with a twisted ankle. and its now 3 weeks on, and i'm still limping...darn...
today i'm here, will i still be here next year, next month, next two years? we take everyone for granted including our own parents, then we feel guilty that we haven't spent enough time with them when they were alive..
wonder where i will be next year.....
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