V - the story of: Comfort

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Name: Vinnie Wong
Location: Manchester, GB

Ever learning. Always failing. Forever weak. Yet eternally saved. From a price to pay. Which I could and can not afford. Learning to live life. Learning to love life. Growing into shoes larger than my own. Finding meaning in Your name. Love and peace.

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Friday, May 25, 2007

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My Dad snores when he sleeps. Yet, the slow, steady rumbles of gruff exhalations aren't unwelcome; it's the obvious telltale sign of slumber. Unassuming, without concern, in his own world of thought and wonder. It eases me when I hear he can rest.

More pangs of joy when I see him do little things, like cleaning up the house (or big things, considering we're male and we don't prioritize cleaning and house chores!). It resonates inside; the sentiment of thankfulness that he is enjoying himself, somewhat; preparing the house for friends couldn't be any less fun. I slowly think back...and back. And back. And he's all I have now.

Sleep causes funny things to your mind and thoughts. Sleeplessness causes harm to the body and mind.

Uni. It'll either make or break you.

V

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