Sometimes I feel as if my whole life has been one futile attempt to wake up early...only interrupted by brief moments of sheer madness scattered through my history when I managed to rise from this coffin of slumber to greet the morning sun.
Ah the morning sun...its beautiful...its peaceful...its wise. Unlike the afternoon sun which is treacherous... relentless... and shows no mercy.
Its a strange thing...this summer dawn...its makes you believe that the day is going to be perfect.
2 comments:
pretty old in d biz...!!!
good job...!!
yes indeed....but always pleasant to see a fresh face.
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