"I have come to accept the feeling of not knowing where I am going. and I have tained myself to love it. because it is only when we are suspended in mid-air with no landing in sight, that we force our wings to unravel and alas begin our flight. and as we fly, we still may not know where we are going to. but the miracle is in the unfolding of the wings. you may not know where you're going, but that so long as you spread your wings, the winds will carry you." C. JoyBell C.

to my dear cousin Aaida... I love you sis.