Distant Memory

I went out with my family last night and as we stopped under my mom’s friends’ building, I saw a sight that was somewhat ironic..

I saw a boy, riding his bicycle in front of a car showroom. I took a picture without thinking, in respect to the irony… When I looked at the picture this morning, I realized that it looked like someone’s memory. It looked as though a man was remembering how, when he was a little boy, he used to ride his bike around the car showroom every day, picking out the car that he would some day drive on his way to work…



May all your dreams come true =]




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