Life is strange, isn't it?

We wake up everyday thinking we got all the time in the world but another page of our life quietly turn without us even noticing.

Some chapter are full of laughter, some with tears, and some are so painful that we wish we could js tear them out completely.

We meet people who becomes entire chapters of our story, while others are js a sentence we somehow never forget.

We chase dreams that sometimes change before we even reach them and lose thing we never thot we have to live without.

But maybe the beauty of life ain't about having a perfect story.

Maybe it about continuing to write, even when the pages are messy, the words don't make sense and we got no idea what comes next.

After all, a book don't need every chapter to be beautiful to become a story worth reading and maybe one day, when we look back at all the pages we written, we might realize even the chapters we wished to erase were part of what made our story beautiful.

Angel