Love

Walking down Broadway, I had thoughts in my head...

Then, there was this thought....

Among all things unfold through the nothingness and chickenness... love is the focal point...

Then I got the call on skype... daddy and mama, who both have the special talent of driving me up the wall, had just mailed me some moon cake for the Mid Autumn festival and told me to keep warm.

Love makes the sustainable meanings in life... people who you love would try to produce themselves in your presence no matter what..... and love warms your heart even in the most bitter of the winter cold....

Partitioning out the contribution of love... how far and how long could all else standalone?