Monday, 20 April 2015

Human beings are a mystery

It is so difficult to understand other human beings. It's like trying to find your way in the pitch black. I find myself stumbling around, falling over my own feet and so on.  Some people are a magical mystery - full of promise and excitement, joy and hope.  Yet others are the kind of mystery that is portrayed in horror films, in other words, you peek beyond the locked, rust encrusted door and then wish you hadn't left the safety of home.

Here's hoping that all my interactions, from this moment forward, will be with first group of people.

Here's to magic, sparkles and smiles.


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