Whimsical the Life!

The heart with special instruments. Every day hundreds of thousands of beats in the body in blood and a minute three times circulating through the body. But that's not all. The word is heard not a pitvarokból and chambers of muscle knot comes to mind. No. Why, is much more than that. Your life during the many times I leave to others, and many times you get back broken. Sometimes a beating that you are afraid, just jump out and catch up or you reach. sometimes is ... canceled. Cancel stop a minute. No matter how many times you smash or how many people hunt wound on it. I believe there is a wound that no amount of pain, can not soften a loving relationship like genuine closeness. Each has a unique rhythm. My beat beating. It's like a secret code. No one can reverse engineer it, only he who has the same mysterious way drum. And no wonder more than a millennium when looking after traveling two of these hearts find each other. If you know what I mean, you have not lived in vain.