here is a quick recount of the experience that changed my life fer EVAR.

So yesterday my mom made me some home-made Azn alphabet soup. Home-made alphabet soup is a lot different from the kind that comes in a can, because there is painstaking labor involved with shaping each and every letter by hand. After watching my mother sweat over this soup, shaping every X, M, and Q, with extreme dexterity, I sat down to enjoy the fruits (or soup heheh) of her labor.

Before I dug in greedily, I decided to pause for a moment, to appreciate the alphabet soup. I closed my eyes, and deeply inhaled the scent of the various spices and deep soupy aroma. When I opened my eyes I looked down at my bowl, my spoon poised in the air, about to dig in....when I saw......

the letters in my soup started rearranging themselves to spell out....words....

I read with shock, as my soup spelt out to me: "It's a love story, baby just say yes."

that's when I realized that life is just a love story waiting to be told, (and enjoyed ;) ). From now on my life's goal is to always find love, no matter where I am.

~The End~