pretty pretty pretty things. I used to say fall was grey, fall was water. This fall is flowery, pink and marshmallows are all around. or maybe it's all in my head. nonetheless it makes me happy, so I'll pretend it's real.
I'm not sure what I'm looking for, I'm not sure it's something you can even look for, but I'm hoping that when I trip on it, fall to the ground, and turn to face it, it's exactly what I need, exactly what I wasn't looking for, and everything else. Be kinder than necessary because everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.
Education is an admirable thing, but it is well to remember from time to time that nothing that is worth knowing can be taught.
And in the end it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.
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