Just a poem with potential for rejuvenation:
You start dying slowly – By Pablo Neruda
You start dying slowly
if you do not travel,
if you do not read,
If you do not listen to the sounds...
Let's see how this project will be doing in a year time!
Good luck ;)
Dear future me,
I was writing more than usual today and had uncommon thoughts coming to me like running horses. I was not especially happy but just full of emotions, I had plans for the future...
Dear, ME.
Rašau iš praeities.Įdomu, ane? Tiek galvojau, planavau ir štai - puikiausia galimybė realizuoti šias beprotiškas, kankinančias mintis. Jų tiek daug! Ir visos apie mane...
Dear Future Me,
12/4/15 is the day that I sent you this letter.
First of all, how are you? I know that today, the second semester is already finished. How's the finals' week? I bet it...