20 Rejab 1429 / 23 July 2008

For whom the bell tolls?

I’ve been in my sounds of complaint. Skim through my previous posts, you might notice how I’ve been nagging on how tired I’ve been. How I regret. It made me wonder for a while, that’s the sign. That’s the toll for me.

I made a promise that I cried with it. For not making the oath earlier, but still that was the perfect time. All this ache on my shoulder, they are the tolls for me, that this is it. This is your trade, this is your path, this is you, now.

I’ll be sailing in a different wind soon. I’m expecting it to be fast and directive. Now I’m shifting my _future.

So for whom the bell tolls?