Dear Diary ;
when i stepped off the plane-
the first thing i felt was a gust.
a gust of steam-
the sensation of wet, moist humid air all around me
lasting for just a fraction of a second,
and i knew i was home. ^^
putting my life from auto mode-
back into full speed.
exciting, my life is. ^^
its good to trust the Lord.
-quoted and translated from Chinese from a skilled
artisan who twisted copper metal into stunning Chinese characters
in fan ti zi no less.
Yet Another Day;5:07 PM