The reoccurring theme of gloom looming in on us may seem prudent, but is it really? There’s a saying, never let a crisis go to waste, while I’m not against preparations and arranging your ducks in a row, I prefer to dream up tales as wild and fetching as I can possibly imagine rather than allowing ogres policing over my passions and certainties.
“I believe that…laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronger than death.” – Robert Folghum
A few glorious weeks into autumn, where skies grow even more spectacularly golden than a spring forsythia, nothing short of grace can be more revealing at least to whom are open to such premonition.
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