Are we awakebarely breathing? Mounting raucousshattering sensibility Hatred buildingrights withering Who will survive? I, chirps the solo bloom Timid-voicedoverlooked radiant in her fragilityconfident Breathe (Art my own)
Boxes are filling up around us. We’re making a dent in our to-do lists. Doubt seeps in. Are we doing the right thing? Then I remember all the reasons behind making this choice and affirm: We are dismantling one life to build another, purposeful existence.
Wow!
I just couldn’t agree more with you. This is very lovely 🙂
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Thank you!
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Sage advice.
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Amen!
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I LOVE this!!
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😊💕
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Amen! 🙂 ❤
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😊
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Is that the same whispering breeze that blows your hat into the road to get run over by a truck? (asking for a friend) 🦢
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Lol! You can always make me laugh. It’s more like the hair-raising ride on a stair chair.
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