My time was stuck. As I was scrolling through, I found you waiting to be accepted as my friend. I never knew that friendship could wait for anyone, at that time. Waiting to be accepted is diluted the moment I accept you.
Could we talk about a saint? What sort of clarification could I receive for my life? Has he known the world around me, any better? Does he stay in a different world and what separates us from the world which he lives in?