Jasmine Hatton
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Turning A Dream Into Reality
Is there anything more exciting than the ability to create? I would be hard-pressed to think otherwise. In rare moments, when my mind has time to think outside of its processing and droning, I find myself in total awe of the world in which we love. Awesome, it is, to see the creations of nature and mankind intertwined in an ambivalence dance.
By Jasmine Hatton5 years ago in Lifehack
An Unexpected Friend
There he was, standing alone in front of the 5th Avenue and 27th street bus stop. Right in front of the Riccardo Maggiore Salon. He stood there staring down at his old wrinkly hands. One of them gripping the handle of a metal walker, whose legs were adorned with bright green tennis balls. And the other hand tightly holding on to a tattered black leather bound journal. He could see the blue veins through his withered skin. Both of his hands were covered in dark brown age spots that seemed to multiply each time he looked down. He had wondered many times if these hands were really his own. How could they be? His hands were once strong, broad, and indestructible! And now...Now the hands placed before him were feeble, delicate, and ugly. Surely, these could not be his hands. He stared for what seemed like an eternity before he closed his eyes and slowly shook his head.
By Jasmine Hatton5 years ago in Humans
