Ever heard of the old
recurring story that goes like this: “The
spaces in your finger are meant to be filled with mine.” – Well actually… If
there’s no spaces, there’s no fingers. Maybe. Or we’d all look...
Blogs and notes with an awful grammar are my escape on over thinking about opinions, experiences and day dreams that keeps knocking on my brain especially just when I'm about to sleep.
I'm probably the "Jack-of-all-trades" guy because I would probably never gonna be the best on what I'm doing.