Good Times

I don’t know anything about my future… what will happen? And what will not? And I’m not bothered anymore. I only know that some moments were stolen from me, moments that I’ll never get back. Those were the moments that still make me cry at middle of the night out of nowhere. I realized the truth, and I realized deeply that TIME has its own nature, and it will wait for none; and the GOOD TIMES – well, it has NO SPEED LIMITS.

We all have a reason to become strangers, may be a strong one…

Autumn Walk in the Park, by Ron ter Burg

Article written by: Reazul Amin
Inspired by: Photo of the Day | May 22 | Autumn Walk in the Park, by Ron ter Burg