The scene on the highway was fluxional. The cars in the dark, the streetlamb along the roadside and the reflection on my glasses. No words.
Saturday, October 28, 2006
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It's my magic time point. I now start to record the moment everyday. For myself, for the world, for the values of my life. It was the hour I started to be connected with the world.
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