Small World Big Life

well i really appreciate your this section, We construct a narrative for ourselves, and that’s the thread that curtains we follow from one day to the next. People who disintegrate as personalities are the ones who lose that thread.
In the tale, in the telling, windows we are all one blood. Take the tale in your teeth, then, and bite till the blood runs, hoping it’s not poison; and we will all come to the end together, and even to the beginning: living, as we do, in the middle.
There are only two or three window treatments human stories, and they go on repeating themselves as fiercely as if they had never happened before.

touch the skies.