Liked: Thirty-eight - Flashing Palely in the Margins...

Thirty-eight will be a year of reminding myself that there’s still so much more I want to experience, so much I want to do. History may not have its eyes on me, but I’ve still got a lot of story left to write.

I lost this impetus for a while but now, at 48, I need to grab hold and never let go. We all have our own stories to write, they may not be grand, they may not change the world, but they are ours and only we can write them.

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