Wake, dream, learn. Do
not be attached to anything.
Love and speak kind
words. Eat, drink, sleep – repeat.
There is plenty of
time.
Until there is not.
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Wow. That ending...it's like the silence after the symphony.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Chrissa.
DeleteThought provoking and wise. I like what Chrissa said "it's the silence after the symphony" Beautiful writing as always Vicki!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Carrie.
DeleteUntil there is not ~~~ why do so many waste so much precious time? Attachment can be a negative, a healthy attachment a positive. I enjoyed this.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Helen.
DeleteYou are so right on the money with this one, Vicki.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sara.
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