Friday, February 6, 2015
Able to grasp precious moments.
Every day is a new day. I can start with a clean slate. Brimming with
confidence. That everything will be all right. I'm refreshed.
Rejuvenated. After a good night's sleep. I've cleansed my mind.
Yesterday was a good day, too. I remember only the good stuff. A sign.
That I'm in a proper frame of mind. I've been told. By a friend. That
I'm seldom if ever in depression. That my problem is with my own
mortality. Yes, that could be true. But all I care about today. Is that
I'm alive. And conscious. Able to reflect. On the wonderful nature of
life. Able to grasp precious moments. --Jim Broede
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