Tuesday, September 15, 2015

9.15.15 Sometimes it's just nice



Sometimes it's nice to just stop somewhere, and sit . On a bench. A wall. In the car. After a lifetime of so much to do. It feels like there is no doing at all, for once . No doing. Nowhere you are on your way to , or from. You can just sink far into the moment you have here in your hands. , and settle .


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