Dreaming…
exerpt from Creative writing Assignment from Writer’s Craft a few months ago
Its another uneventful, yet relaxed summer day, where I sit infront of my computer. The window is open wide letting hte cool breezes, the soft sunlight and cheerful birdsongs into my room. I yawn as I lavish in my timeless relaxation, and let my fingers roll over the keyboard to reveal my latest project. Time seems to stop as I indulge my thoughts into my program, my graphics, or whatever philosophy comes to mind. Life seems free, peaceful and yet still productive in my little world. My interest occupy my boredom, quietness calms my frustrations and time seems to be forgotten to months past. Little do I know of all the events around the world — the sickness, the catastrophes and the poverty. Little do I know what God has in planned — little do i know what tomorrow holds — all I see is today, now, the present.
vis-a-vis.
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