Transition can be ugly.
Stepping stones are often slippery with mud and melting snow.
But Spring can’t hide forever. And Summer is beautiful.
Transition can be ugly.
Stepping stones are often slippery with mud and melting snow.
But Spring can’t hide forever. And Summer is beautiful.
My patience is a dead twig.
It’s thin. And brittle.
PS: Don’t compare your remarkability to other people’s remarkability. There are enough other people that will do that for you.
Just keep pursuing your own.
With blinders on, if you must.
We’re all trying to find ways to be remarkable.
Don’t give up.
Humanity is depending on it.
Endings - they are where new begins.
Inconvenience, yes. Uncertainty, yes. Sadness, yes.
But also, the opportunity for something new.
Endings are the conduit for hope.
They are a seed in the wind.