Pull out a tapemeasure, note your age on the tapemeasure. Look how much you have left from your age to 100 (if you're are lucky to live that long)... Make It Count People.
Sunday, October 17, 2004
Got no clue....
I see the sun creep up in on the distant. I wonder why it does that everyday without hesitation. It's unbelievable how something could not argue about the repetitiveness of it all and just say the hell with it. It takes each day in strides.It never refutes to being who it is. It never gets overwealmed with the anxiety of our world. It never doubts. When it has had enough it simply lays down and goes to sleep. Then when the new day has come, it never questions whether it should try again.
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