To live is to tread the fine line between optimism and pessimism…
How freeing the thought of boundless opportunity.
Without the incessant voice of purpose badgering to be heard,
one can hear the sweet song of birds. See the light
illuminating the hills in which they either could or could not one day reach.
The peace of knowing that to embark on adventure
is to explore the world with an empty inventory,
in search of nothing in particular, just to know that life
can be what you make it; magnificent, quaint, bold or barely bothered.


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