With the silvered dark clouds, come good news and bad news. Friends who are suddenly struck with calamity on top of academic troubles, friends who you have only known to be kind and strong and generous.
It is hard. I am grateful for my blessings. I pray for them.
Skyscrapers in the distance are clad in fog, a faded image lining the horizon. The buildings nearer come sharp in focus. All is white. Rain fall light and steady. The cobbled pathway glisten, the grey skies mirrored in the puddles. My friend the wind do not howl today, he merely caress the leaves where the birds are singing still. It is mid-day. This is the weather today.
My exam results should be released this evening. I should hope to breathe easy soon.
of another's affection for you, and vice versa. Isn't that what a bond is. Testimonies in the form of words and actions, but mostly, whatever is successful in sowing faith in said person. That indeed, you do love them and they you.