Sometimes life is like standing on a stepping stone in the middle of a roaring river.

The good thing about stepping stones is there's never just one.
If you keep moving from one to the next, eventually you'll reach the other side.

Wednesday, 29 September 2010

My socks are wet

Yeah, I typed out a huge long entry but it was whiny so I deleted it. I'll post something when I have something better to post!
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