Pausing to tend to the things that feel most rewarding. Learning to listen to the inner call, without feeding into distraction. Hmm, do I have what it takes to tend past this flicker?
Today I cried for a moment, without direct cause. More of an inner sadness, made manifest in liquid form. A tear drop is an art piece. What gives it meaning?
Oh yes, this message from the bottle, of a self. Okay, I shall empty into something. Give back to this moment.
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