From nothing, there is something. That something started everything. Then everything became a person.
First person, second person, third person.
The persons propagated, multiplied, and increased in number. The persons became the people.
This compilation of thoughts is written for a person. In hopes that inspiration would arise when these bunch of thoughts pieced together are read.
I came from a small town, a small village, a small city. So my thoughts might be urban or rural, prose or poetry, basically just a passing brainstorm.
I wish the cold won't bother you by any way.