This is my favorite time of the year. When the days get longer and seasons transition from winter to spring and then to a warm languid summer.
Life is short. Life is fleeting. Life is fleeting when your time is spent working for someone else other than yourself. Your small victories working for someone else are not really your own.
Freedom brings choice. It also brings you the opportunity to succeed or fail. Most good intentions are not good enough because ambition only goes so far. Knowledge and planning.
I have to write my mom's eulogy and I'm stalling because I don't have much nice things to say.
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