4/5 Syed H. 1 year ago on Google
“Ingredients
for
life,”
said
the
backside
of
the
truck.
They
mean
food,
but
really
food
is
only
1
ingredient
of
life.
Life
has
so
many
more
ingredients
such
as
pain,
happiness,
laughter,
joy,
tears,
and
smiles.
Life
also
has
hard
work,
easy
play,
sleepless
nights,
and
sunbathing
by
the
ocean.
Love,
hatred,
envy,
self-assurance,
and
fear
could
be
just
down
aisle
3
ready
to
be
bought
when
needed.
How
I
wish
I
could
pull
ingredients
like
these
off
shelves
in
a
store.
He
was
after
the
truth.
At
least,
that's
what
he
told
himself.
He
believed
it,
but
any
rational
person
on
the
outside
could
see
he
was
lying
to
himself.
It
was
apparent
he
was
really
only
after
his
own
truth
that
he'd
already
decided
and
was
after
this
truth
because
the
facts
didn't
line
up
with
the
truth
he
wanted.
So
he
continued
to
tell
everyone
he
was
after
the
truth
oblivious
to
the
real
truth
sitting
right
in
front
of
him.
There
wasn't
a
whole
lot
he
could
do
at
that
moment.
He
played
the
situation
again
and
again
in
his
head
looking
at
what
he
might
have
done
differently
to
make
the
situation
better.
No
matter
how
many
times
he
relived
the
situation
in
his
head,
there
was
never
really
a
good
alternative
course
of
action.
There
simply
wasn't
a
whole
lot
he
could
have
done
in
that
particular
moment.
Lori
lived
her
life
through
the
lens
of
a
camera.
She
never
realized
this
until
this
very
moment
as
she
scrolled
through
thousands
of
images
on
your
computer.
She
could
remember
the
exact
moment
each
photo
was
taken.
She
could
remember
where
she
had
been,
what
she
was
thinking
as
she
tried
to
get
the
shot,
the
smells
of
the
surrounding
area,
and
even
the
emotions
that
she
felt
taking
the
photo,
yet
she
had
trouble
remembering
what
she
had
for
breakfast.
They
had
made
it
to
Las
Vegas,
wide-eyed
and
with
so
much
hope
and
energy.
They
had
planned
the
trip
for
more
than
a
year
and
both
were
so
excited
they
could
barely
control
themselves.
They
still
hadn't
realized
that
Las
Vegas
promised
a
place
where
dreams
come
true,
it
was
actually
the
place
where
dreams
came
to
die.
There
were
about
twenty
people
on
the
dam.
Most
of
them
were
simply
walking
and
getting
exercise.
There
were
a
few
who
were
fishing.
There
was
a
family
who
had
laid
down
a
blanket
and
they
were
having
a
picnic.
It
was
like
this
most
days
and
nothing
seemed
out
of
the
ordinary.
The
problem
was
that
nobody
noticed
the
water
leaking
through
the
dam
wall.
