When I was 15, I learnt of the concept of brownian motion - the random movement of particles suspended in the air due to collision with other faster-moving molecules. During that fateful physics lesson in the throes of my awkward adolescence, I formulated my life outlook - to be a tiny particle, openly allowing itself to be buffeted by the forces of life - energetic, spontaneous, and leaving a wondrous legacy in its own right.
26.12.09
today was a shite day, as far as being a student goes.
how can i comfort other people when my own life is a mess with a broken compass?
