07/07/07. I was rather busy on this day. Morning I went marching, then afternoon rock climbing and at night Rotarian Installation Dinner. The rock climbing was kind of fun. I don't have any pictures of this rock climbing I can post up but then I have some old climbing photos I took in camp 5.


I didn't took any photo in the dinner either. The whole day I was rushing here and there but I would say the day is not bad at all.
Under usual circumstances I would say it's a great day. It's not that something happened on that day. It's just something haunting my mind. No matter how great a day can be, just 1 problem can make the great day not great anymore. That is what I realized on 07/07/07. The 2 feelings will just clash and both will be felt. That's it.
End
YU

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