Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Fourteenth: Life is a blur.

There's something about blurry photos that still make me like them. I do not cringe at their sight, as most people do. I think they're still pretty in their own right.

Life is as is with blurred photos. I never know what will happen next. Sometimes, it gets me. Most times, it surprises me. For the only good way to live life is to embrace it-- no matter the obscurity.

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