The universe is a collection of tiny stories. Each of us holds a secret that will never be revealed. Each of us has a story waiting to be laid down. Each of us is a part of a big book and everyday, we contribute to it. Each of us have dreams made up of surreal thoughts. There are things that inspires us. Each of us is put into a dream world and a land of make-believes.
Isn’t it funny how each of us holds a tiny story in our hearts? Isn’t it weird how each of us is lost of words when asked about our personal thoughts?
Have you ever looked at the night sky lately? What did it whisper to your ears? Is it something worth sharing for?