It is a dry morning. My lady hiker friend, when being asked, claims that she is never afraid of hiking alone inside the jungle.
“Bad guys will always lose out in terms of stamina.”
Besides the thick carpet of withered leaves, this dry morning has me feeling uneasy too. The hiking track is as hard as a rock, and loose sands become sort of slippery ball bearings under my shoes.
A saint status thus erases this sense of helplessness.
Is Google searchable for method to make my halo?