Life may occasionally be clumsy, with chicken feathers all over the place, catching people off guard, but there is always some tiny light, hidden in the smell of coffee on the street corner, familiar chatter, or the glimmer of moonlight that you accidentally look up when the evening breeze blows.
We bend down in the dust of the city, pick up the scattered moonlight, and piece it together into a warm day.
What is recorded here are essays about ordinary life - about the poetry in the smoke and smoke, about clumsy but sincere moments.
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Intention: Live seriously and live up to your time
