I wonder what color that my book has...
Is it white like the color of a pure cloud in the sky? Is it a pastel pink or blue like the delicious cotton candy in the hands of the cutest little girl? Or maybe it's just a pure satin black like the darkest night you can ever imagine...
Whatever the color is, I believe there's always a silver lining streak on every page... A streak that connects everything that happens in our lives. A connection between one story to the other, one chapter to the next chapter, until all the separated pages become a complete book that finally can be closed simultaneously with our eyes.
