“Life’s more than breath and the quick round of blood; It is a great spirit and a busy heart.” Philip James Bailey
I am beginning to believe that there is nothing that is more damaging to a person’s spirit than a Monday morning. The irritating sound of an alarm ordering your participation in an eight-hour dance, and the realization that this is the beginning steps to a forty hour plus marathon, dancing to someone else’s music, and finding the beat becoming stagnant and uninspiring. Name: Fat man dances and the poor man pays the band…seems to have become the new way of life for many.
Many of my reflections on life though, seem to materialize while sitting quietly, observing the glowing sun slowly retreat behind a high mountaintop, settling into the recesses of night by blazing the sky with fiery colors that reflect from the clouds and bathe…
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