My Miracle, living through a Traumatic brain Injury

My experiences have taught me that things rarely improve with a simple change of scenery.

Kids grow up connected to nothing these days, plugged in and living lives boosted to them from other people.

Those aren't doors, and they're not opening. Those are crypts, Richie. They're cracking open and the vampires you thought were dead are all flying out again.

Life runs on with bag pack of problems tackle them swiftly.

We are such stuff as dreams are made on and our little life is rounded with a sleep.

Thank God for poverty That makes and keeps us free And lets us go our unobtrusive way, Glad of the sun and rain, Upright, serene, humane, Contented with the fortune of a day.

The reason for the slow progress of the world seems to lie in a single fact. Every man is born under the yoke, and grows up beneath the oppressions of his age.

It's never too late to fall in love.

I have visited Tromsø and can personally say Tromsø is a beautiful city, well equipped to be an excellent choice for the Chess Olympiad 2014.

...the music seems creepy, like when children sing in a horror movie