A STROLL
a walk for a while, a mile or two, is a nice reminder that there are many of us lonely souls wondering to ourselves how many children want for the love of someone else
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And yet, the moment has already passed.
This is life's lesson.
"Give everything dimension. Don't be overwhelmed by it: remember that life aims to teach humility, not to turn us into sloths."
tim
April 26, 2009 at 6:56 AM