Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

How to hold, and how to fall.

September 15, 2016

 

I don't want to go through my life, holding my breath, hoping I don't fall on my face. You know? 

 

Instead, I think I'd much rather make an ass of myself (hey, happens all the time) with enough breath left in my body to laugh said ass off every time. 

 

That, to me, seems a much more joyful approach to life. Fill up, fall over, try again. 

 

 

 

 

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