I had my baptism of fire. Today’s my first day as a member of senior management, and it started out with a bang. With that being said, the Spidey fan within me affirms my childhood hero’s bitter pill: “With great power comes great responsibility..”

They beat to circulate blood, the rhythmic beating tells us that we’re alive.

It beats faster when you’re in love, and it stops when in despair.

I heard hearts beat yesterday afternoon. Three hearts to be exact. A mother’s, and her child’s. And the third one? It was beating a mile a minute. Well, sort of. Chugga-chugga-chugga-chugga-choochoooooo… Chugga-chugga-chugga-chugga-choochoooooo…

I’m alive. I’m in love. And will it ever stop? Never. :)