Unsettle

The rain has come again just the other day. I kept thinking into long summer days. The bright sun, the cool air coming across the lake, the shaded trees, and a party picnic. Spring is not even here yet, why am I in such a demand? Slow down --- I told myself sometimes, but life moves on so fast that the event of which at times makes me forget to seize the precious moments. My tiny indifferent life is like a grain of sand on the tidal beach, --- everytime the white roaring wave has coming by and foaming around on the wide sandy beach, the settlement of my tiny grain of life has disrupted and the life has to spinning around untill the gravity has rescued me again.

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