I was so swamped with work
It's 50 1.4.
Some leaves just begin their journey.
Some leaves are travelling for a while.
Some leaves are there at the destinaion.
We all are on the same road.
We bring nothing to start.
We carry many things while we stroll.
We leave everything to the end.
Come Came Come.
A journey never ends.
Here we are.
Begin our journey again.
Don't let your past dictate who you are,
but let it be part of who you will become.
from My big fat greek wedding.
*From "The first four years~Laura Ingalls Wilder"