What a pleasant way to wake, to the flickering sound of Spring. The sun speaks, the trees shiver and the birds remember their long lost song. Funny how politely the world continues in the wake of its misfortunes. How insignificant our troubles become when brushed against an unimaginable pain. How it takes a fall of one for another to look up. How we have no choice but to wake, walk, eat and sleep our way through every day without knowing the fate of our footsteps. Welcome every opportunity. Read the book you've been avoiding, make the call you never made, book the flight you can't afford and love the ones who got away.
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