I am not even half way into my cup of tea and I am already thinking about heating more water for the next. Pretty much sums up my life. I like what I’m having, I don’t want it to end. I make small acts to keep it. It’s that little tingle of fear that lights a fire of appreciation. Which leads me to actions to keep it. It is losing what I am thankful for…
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