It's weird actually. I feel like writing something, but yet don't know what to write. It was a long day. Feeling very tired and sleepy, yet at the same time, unwilling to put myself to rest.
I really don't know what to share...
There're a lot of expectations. You have to live up to expectations. But this is not the main aim. And it should not be.
Remember the story about the young child who was sent to university by his poor father who worked very hard? The young child graduated with flying colours and got a very high paying job in the city.
He went back one day, after many many years. His father was now old, and not as strong as before. The child, now a man, ran to his father and embraced him. He said to the father, that he has worked very hard, and is now a professional in a very big company. He also told his father his intention to bring his father over to the city.
What happend next? ... [to be continued]
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