Repetition. Trying again. One must.

It’s a sweet thing to see people thrive. It’s a depressing thing to see people depressed. It’s a hopeful thing to see people hopeful.

And after the storm passed, there was sunshine. It was a remarkable thing. It was a special thing.

In the flooding, she found joy. In the failure, she found joy. In the crushing, she found joy.

Urgent but not important. When do you make time for the important? It does not make time for itself.