Long time, long life, long day, long term; so many "longs". When I typed the title I was thinking of a long time. It seems to me that life is a series of important or looked forward to events joined together by the dreariness of living. I am looking forward to travelling in September and as the event gets closer, I think about afterwards and the inevitable back-to-sameness of my life. I suppose if I think about it too much it can be a depressing thing.
Life is long, but the true joys in life a short things.
Life is long, but the true joys in life a short things.
I love life and wouldn't give it up, but I always want more. The true secret to a great life is learning to accept what you have and not to think the grass is greener on the other side. It seldom is.
