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"I am dying. Every day, with every breath I draw, I am closer to the end of my life. For we are born with a finite number of breaths, and each one I take edges the sunlight that is my life toward the inevitable dusk."
And while this is true, I cannot help but take the time to note the things large and small in life that make the days worth living. The kind word of a friend, the random stranger holding a door.
The sound of that special-someone's laugh after a particularly rough day at work.
For these are the things that make life worth living, the simple things.
And while this is true, I cannot help but take the time to note the things large and small in life that make the days worth living. The kind word of a friend, the random stranger holding a door.
The sound of that special-someone's laugh after a particularly rough day at work.
For these are the things that make life worth living, the simple things.