Everything, almost everything.
No, this is not one of those pictures that epitomizes the technological advancements in photography. It's a simple picture that depicts everything that my life is about, almost everything.
An assorted collection of pictures, with some impregnable memories. Friends, some old some new. Old friendships that have stood the test of time, and the newer ones that were forged with blood and sweat. My Gods- standing by as silent custodians, watching me work and day dream at the same time. My books, that gave me solace and company without questioning my estranged absence. The lamp, my shining light in the darkness of this world. My pen and ink, the strange yet comforting liking that I have taken to writing. The clock, which tells with constantly nags me with it's ticking, reminding me of the moments that slip away like grains of white sand. My study table, my Colosseum, where I battle with the gladiators- stray thoughts, possibilities and ultimately, the cold reality. And my beloved club, Liverpool that houses at Anfield, the cherry on the top.
Everything, almost everything.
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