Who is my soulmate??

sometimes, i don't know how i end up picking certain books over a thousand different books in the bookstore only to have them seem to talk to me..

its like i am wondering about something and then i absentmindedly pick up some book and BAM!!!! stuff like that is written at the back of the book..

a mouse in the house

okay so we saw this itty-bitty gray mouse in the louver of the aircon in our classroom.. kinda cute but yucky!

stone's throw from the temple

an evening outside my grandma's house... sunsets are beautiful..

reminds me of the quote

the sunset is a lot colorful than sunrise.

and that is one of the ironies in life:

that there is actually something good in goodbyes...

view from the sanitarium...

there is beauty in the madness of it all.. daylight breaks in the horizon as we go on duty in the psychia ward..