Apr 2016
Real life has no filter;
It's sweet and bitter,
but mostly sweet.
Savour. every. moment.
See life as it is —
a stream of passion
that runs fast and
then dry. So go paint
the sky. no excuses.
paint the sky. do it.
I don't want to leave;
it was just getting good.
It's sweet and bitter,
but mostly sweet.
Savour. every. moment.
See life as it is —
a stream of passion
that runs fast and
then dry. So go paint
the sky. no excuses.
paint the sky. do it.
I don't want to leave;
it was just getting good.
Thoughts from my notebook written while sitting on top of Spyglass Hill, looking out at the river and town below.
(21/M/New Brunswick, Canada)
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