Life... It's A Great And Terrible And

Your Heart Can Break At Any Age.

So Many Objects, So Many Memories. Each Was Being Labelled And Packed Away In Bags Just As It Was In Her Mind. To Be Stored In An Area That Would Sometime Be Called Upon To Teach And Help In Future Life.

Well I Think Its Quite Obvious That If You're Going To Rely On Something To Carry Your Wishes, You Might As Well Know Where Exactly It Has Come From And Where It Intends On Going

Always A Chancer, Always Lucky, He'd Fall Into A River And Come Out Dry, With Fish In His Pockets.

What If We Knew What Tomorrow Would Bring? Would We Fix It? Could We?