Why am I here? I kept asking myself while running in the desert. Millions of things and thoughts pass through my head during my suffer. A song, a friend in the past, some things I thought I've already forgotten... help me figure out re reason why, why am
Oftentimes, it takes us buckets of tears, sweat and (literally) blood before we achieve what we want in life. But so long as it means waking up the next day to a morning as majestic and picturesque as this, I would not mind fighting till I shed the last b