"Life is like the river, sometimes it sweeps you gently along and sometimes the rapids come out of nowhere." — Emma Smith

I've looking at this pic for like a half hour, in the meantime, there is hard raindrops hitting the leaves of the trees outside my window. I can't stop those memories flooding back into my room and the air seems to get colder.

That is why I hate winter badly - the cold weather keeps me indoor and gives me much extra time to think about the ups and downs of life.

Picture was taken from Zoraya Tonel's Google Plus post