COUNT TO 3
If there seem to be no beautiful things in my life, I create them...
Why Count to 3?
Friday, May 20, 2016
I could still remember my dream of A in the morning.
I run into an old classmate who also hasn’t attended the class of ’83 get-together a week ago.
The performance is lovely. Em is the last one to sing. The highlight of my day.
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