i ran into the auntie who lives on the 12th floor just now when i was taking the lift.

i remember.
4 years back,
she can still walk alone
had the strength to carry heavy stuffs.

But,

4 years later, now.
she couldn't walk as fast as before
she had to move bit by bit
having someone to be by her side.

then i realise,
how fragile a life is.
how important it is for us to cherish all the things we have now.

cause.
we'll never know what's gonna happen the next second.