Hey guys! *tries once again to revive brain, but to no avail* I'd make some sort of sarcastic comment, but my brain refuses to comply. This is what happens when you sleep too much...
Veni. Vidi. Vici.
People are made of places. They carry with them hints of jungles or mountains, a tropic grace or the cool eyes of sea-gazers. -EB
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. — Mark Twain
