Have I reached, the end of the abyss?
Thick, dry humid air, as if I’ve decended
To the highest low point, swallowing it’s pungent breath, 306 more words
It is not uncommon to see laborers who are so poor that whatever they earn on any given day is spent on that same day. Yet many of them are happy, peaceful, with strong hearts and tranquil souls.This is because they are to busy to think about yesterday or tomorrow.Their lifestyle has given them an appreciation of today since they have not been afforded the oppurtunity of thinking about anything else. 77 more words