Saturday, March 15, 2008

As I lay in my bed early this morning, I started thinking about my upcoming trip to India. And I started thinking about my life that used to be.

One thing led to another. And then I couldn't help but think how sometimes, actually, almost every time, the weakness of the heart makes one forget the reality of the moment. The reality of one's life.

And makes one do things one sometimes, actually, almost every time, regrets later.

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