was talking to a friend, and half-way through the conversation, i just felt so grateful about the events that's happening in church; the miraculous growth n stuffs, i recalled the many wonderful moments spent that are special.. but thereafter, tiredness crept in.
feels like you've done all you can but still, the train track hasn't reach its end. and all of life's contrast begins fading like old photography, bringing myself to something new that looks so awfully similar to the past.
maybe i am moving forward with my back, pacing forward by walking backwards; enjoying the view of a withering yore rather than breathing the fresh breeze of life.. i better turn around and face the light. And run.
Catching the train to rest?
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