22:37 Monday, December 8

Once in a cold winter, I wrote across two pages of a journal notebook that:

1. Never is one more aware of his faults than when he looks at himself through the eyes of one he loves.
2. The best way to suffer is to suffer alone.
3. The only way to suffer is to suffer alone.
4. Life is too short to wait, too long to rush.

Happy Birth Dayaa Ron!!

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