Post from the past 6. Somewhere I belong to the desert land, anywhere else I can’t find the thirst to understand what love is. Because love is like water, it’s so rare in the desert that it makes me more grateful when I finally find the fountain within myself. If I lost myself and my heart, I’ll not bow down and feel defeated but stay strong and keep the faith. Look at the sky; many clouds could go awry in a blink of an eye, make raindrops fall slowly down the earth, but still, the sky stay the same. Who can be sure of what tomorrow might bring, and who…