Your last cup of sorrow....
...FINISH IT TODAY!
GREAT advice, Mike. Thanks!
My life has always been shadowed by something that covers my soul like a blanket, waiting for me to finally come out from under them, like a long frightened little boy who emerges finally to face the monster under the bed with his wooden sword, and a brand new courage.
My wooden sword is my attitude, the monster my past. I'll rise to slay the demon of regret with my sunnier approach towards life.
So today, I'm finishing my last cup of sorrow. Tomorrow is a brand new day.
GREAT advice, Mike. Thanks!
My life has always been shadowed by something that covers my soul like a blanket, waiting for me to finally come out from under them, like a long frightened little boy who emerges finally to face the monster under the bed with his wooden sword, and a brand new courage.
My wooden sword is my attitude, the monster my past. I'll rise to slay the demon of regret with my sunnier approach towards life.
So today, I'm finishing my last cup of sorrow. Tomorrow is a brand new day.