“I continuously see myself on an airplane that has unlimited fuel. I go here and there but can’t stop. Always flying over my destination. I’ve come to realize I must jump off with my parachute on of course. That is how I’m viewing my life right now.Once I find that loophole than I’ve reached my destination to success.”

“A breeze blows up, touching my cheek like a little child’s kiss. It flutters a piece of paper. “Trash, out there? Must belong to one of us.” We move closer, and when I reached for it, I find…… a perfect paper airplane.”