Wednesday, October 28, 2009

a lucky lot


A rare thought emerges as I sit.

I am at peace.

I sit quietly, not wishing for anything that don't have, and in the moment I am content.

I let this rare feeling rush over me like a mighty wave, so powerful but yet so silent in all of its greatness.

An uncommon sentiment, a fact of which I am painfully aware.

We are a lucky lot, I think to myself.

We are a lucky lot for sure.


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