BlackBird, Fly

Sometimes I wonder what would it be when we're in a totally, completely new place.

No one knows my name, my past, my now. Will it be a good chance to start it all over "again."

Oh, well. Not again. Things can not rewind and we can not step onto the same step we go through.

Yes, we move on.

Having friends is such a wonderful thing. A very delicate connection.

I have learned not to consider something as a must-be or certainty. 

But friendships are, it is this wonderful.

It is something never changed. I could carry it to my grave with pleased.

Thank you all guys. Paul, Andy, David and many others. You are my favorite and support.

I will fly away and fly high. Sky would not be my limit.

I know so, and I do so.