Monday, February 7

Balloons and butterflies

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Each morning, I wake up with the enthusiasm of a 6 year old, happy with life, with a desire to 'live today'; only to be disappointment and worn out by the unavoidable web of judgments by end of the day.

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each morning, I wake up with the enthusiasm of a 6 year old, happy with life, with a desire to 'live today'.