Wednesday....

Wednesday is about weaving which make woof in to the cloth and it wears all the time., where you weep to weave in and out of traffic

Wednesday is about wedge, that we were wedged into the bus and to wedge the way through a crowd.

Wednesday is about wee. Yes, we are wee if it compared to The Merciful, Allah. Or.. presuppose with “highest person” that you can’t hide. Or.. you suppose to be the mistaker.

Wednesday is about weed in the backyard, which can be unweed to the somekind of weeder. It looks like grasses and it’s more greener int the other side.

Wednesday is about carrying people to a good circumstance, where false become true, and situation is going to be occupation

Wednesday is about mistaken, when appropriate thing mus be reasonable, fit into the frame, and schema properly set. Then all of sudden, they are errorneous, it thunderstrucks

Wednesday is about rolling hard. Sometimes, it is running to the rough, previously down town the city trans, eventhough there always smile in the sunset, endorse full of swarm, “Crowd”

When you feel empty space, to the crowded people. Then you perceive that no one could hear, don’t be fearful because someone you love never miss your step. She never ever forgets to say “take care”. And preciously really know where ever you are.

Wednesday there is so many ways to be calm. But I thank God, I still find the way to come back home..