the width of it

” I don’t want to get to the end of my life and find that I lived just the length of it. I want to have lived the width of it as well”

Not sure who said this but I like them already. Life is full and thick with a density of surprises. Sometimes it stinks, sometimes it glistens like a jewel. Mostly it is a mixed bag.

Tomorrow is a start if you let it be that. A blank slate, a canvas devoid  of paint, a blanket of snow with no footsteps. It is waiting for us-wondering what we will do with it, how we will make it our own.

Happy New Year. May you know the width of it.

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