"A lesson finds the common denominator and links us all together, like a chain. At the end of that chain dangles a clock, and on the face of the clock registers the passing of time. We see it and we hear it, the hushed tick-tock, but often we don't feel it. Each second makes its mark on every single person's life- comes and then goes, quietly disappearing without fanfare, evaporating in to the air like steam from a piping hot Christmas pudding. Enough time leaves us warm; when out time is gone, it leaves us cold. Time is more precious than gold, more precious than diamonds, more precious than oil or any valueble treasures. It is time of which we do not have enough; it is time that causes the war within our hearts, and so we must spend it wisely. Time cannot be packaged and ribboned and left under trees for Christmas morning.
Time can't be given. But it can be shared."
-The Gift, Cecelia Ahern.
Time can't be given. But it can be shared."
-The Gift, Cecelia Ahern.
Christmas was mellow for me, which was spent with my girls, 2 days straight.
Smoke. Liquor. Smoke.
Oh, the joy.
Anyone heading to Beetroots this New Year's Eve?
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