Wanling borrowed me this book ( Thanks, girl), from the author of PS,I love you,
and it really warms my heart again.
I quote from a passage from the book itself,
" Our life is made up of time. Our days are measured in hours, our pay measured by those hours, our knowledge is measured in our busy day to grab a quick few minutes in our busy day to have a coffee break. We rush back to our desks, we watch the clock, we live by appointments. And yet time eventually runs out and you wonder in your heart of hearts if those seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years and decades were being spent the best way they possibly could.
Everything is spinning around us - jobs, family, friends, lovers.. you just feel like screaming "STOP!!!!", looking around, rearranging the order of a few things and then continuing on. "
A delightful read, if you'd asked me.
