resentment of living in the little things, of being happy in the repercussions of a single manner one does. they are the ones neglected because just as they are the beads of happiness in our every day, they are, constant miniature of what is unrequited.
One Hongkong morning. It always fascinates me to see other countries' airports. It's like a tunnel after a long journey. Whoalah! It's a new world. A new dimension.
One Hongkong morning. It always fascinates me to see other countries' airports. It's like a tunnel after a long journey. Whoalah! It's a new world. A new dimension. 
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