The first whiff of fire wood, and the woolens start to appear; summer is dying.
Soon, it will be fall, and life will get back to normal. This sleepwalk will be over, and I can get back to my work, back to my goals, back to my life. Here and now, that’s all I have.
Where is your head?
Where are your priorities?
Have you forgotten yourself?
Reality. That is what matters.
Keep that in mind.
It is not too late. Pick up the shreds of your dignity, and try to make amends for negligence and loss of center. The center can always be found again; that's what makes it the center.
(This is post 700... What I have accomplished?)
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