life is like choosing between colour pencils, crayons n oil pastels. Why do i keep using colour pencils when i know i feel the happiest colouring with oil pastels? perhaps i'm waiting Your "go ahead with the oil pastels, my daughter. It is I who give you those. Work with it with all your heart, contently."
it is not the oil pastels who hv to be ready, but me, by forgetting about the dreaded colour pencils; as i lift my fingers to grab them. ummm, purple please.
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lemme hear ur thoughts :)