But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.


I thought of you this morning.

Sometimes, luck isn't enough.
I really, really want to write a story. A very depressing one. A story where a character has a chronic disease, like Parkinsons'. Or someone's autistic. Or someone has cancer. Or Huntington's disease. 

But I have to knowledge on these stuff. So I'm stuck with typical love stories.

Je vous aime, mon chéri. Je le veux dire. ♥