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A second blog. A new look. A fresh start. A new lease. A new voice. A new life.

Change is inevitable, but in it all, it's still... Just me =)

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My blessing: You.

It's never easy, being far away from the one you love.

Yet, I try, to be happy, to find meaning in life, and to love what I do each day.

But there are still those days where I feel like driving to the airport, jumping onto the next plane to kch, just to see you, for those mere, few, precious hours.

Missing you is an understatement.

Everyday things, that I used to take for granted, are now just greyish blurs, cause you're not here to help me colour them anymore.

And the fact, that all is beyond my control, pains me.

But maybe, this way, we'll appreciate each other more, and take those times where we get to be together, those far apart visits, to love each other, deeper.

There are millions of people in this world...
And yet, we managed to find each other, in the most unexpected of places.
I count that as a blessing.

So don't you go anywhere.



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