somewhat sille, that's me!

Sometimes I think my life is a continual stream of sadness, a quiet and unremarkable trip downriver that comes with once-in-a-lifetime views on both banks, a journey periodically punctuated by a boulder of happiness or a sheer drop of excitement, followed by meandering bends of curiosities or wild rapids of uncertainties; rinse and repeat and unstoppable until one day when I find myself in the big blue.

Row, row, row you boat
Gently down the stream
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
Life is but a dream.