A turtle travels only when it sticks its neck out
I Love rubber tree. Walking in the presence of the rubber trees ushered me to a totally new perception in life. It started with small dreams such as, “what could be out there at the end of this plantation?”, “what if I climb one of the trees to know where I am right now and what is beyond this plantation?”. I guess at that time I still didn’t have the courage to take my journey on a higher level, but there is no more stopping. It was a dream that had to be lived.
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