Brick By brick ..Nothing happens in a day brick by brick my friend.. suddenly the lonlyness is the play ground play with the mud the rug the lethargy taste the sweat toss the troubles the now is the only memory the task is the only repose just a journey with a begning and "the end" ..Nothing happens in a day brick by brick my friend..
Ah, does it mean living in the present, or a methodment towards some goal? or both? I just got confused..
