It is the last night of my third decade. The urge to wax philosophic is there but has been suppressed by a third glass of reading water.
As I sit in this little cottage with only sounds of nature (note to self: purchase or invent an iphone4 to iphone5 adapter for in room players), there are a number of thoughts on my mind but one resounding theme.
It is the stuff of songs, poems, youth, and bad texting. It is painted on billboards, etched on school bathroom doors and whispered through parting hugs. A word never said, a word used until dull.
Love.
Love big and offer love to everyone you meet. One life. Make it full.
"A word never said, a word used until dull." Beautiful LD.
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thank you! :)
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