Reiterated: Life's Too Short
Believe it or not, when I went back to clean out my email box some more, I found that email again.
I have no idea why or how it was still there.
After the links did not work, I was pretty sure I deleted it. After all, I was in the process of getting rid of old mail.
Either I saved it as new by habit or by some very odd chance I sent it to myself twice.
This would not seem as strange if it wasn't that particular email.
Again, the Universe is telling me life is too short.
Reading it again, I realized the first time I did not get the whole message. Though I have the feeling I got just the message I was supposed to. The second time, it revealed itself a little more.
"Life's too short to be unhappy."
I have the feeling this is an invitation to follow my bliss, an invitation back to myself.
I have no idea why or how it was still there.
After the links did not work, I was pretty sure I deleted it. After all, I was in the process of getting rid of old mail.
Either I saved it as new by habit or by some very odd chance I sent it to myself twice.
This would not seem as strange if it wasn't that particular email.
Again, the Universe is telling me life is too short.
Reading it again, I realized the first time I did not get the whole message. Though I have the feeling I got just the message I was supposed to. The second time, it revealed itself a little more.
"Life's too short to be unhappy."
I have the feeling this is an invitation to follow my bliss, an invitation back to myself.