birthdays inside an exam room or yearly festival I am always
surrounded by spring. Vancouver this year has a bit of winter left.
While looking into whatever I can gather of my last three decades I
have lost quite a bit of childish wisdom and yet retained my dreams. A
sudden connection between a moment of clarity in the past to a moment
in the present. Two rare occasions yet same in the sense of vastness
called life. I recently had an opportunity of a similar journey.
In our imperfection lies the key to our eternal connections.
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