it was no doubt the sound of fireworks. hand in hand, we ran outside of the building as fast as we could. there was no sight of fireworks, we could only rush further towards the sound.. then the thundering sound stop. saddened. were we slow or were the fireworks short?
thinking back, it is not the fireworks tt matters. it is the process tt counts. us, hand in hand, towards a common goal.
mumbling on Wednesday, January 02, 2008 at 2:53 AM