Free. Write.

Summer is space.
Space. time. freedom.
The list so long of things I need to do want to do should do will do.

If only I can find the time.

is one moment
and then another
and, if we’re lucky, another and another and another

We don’t notice the changes
We look at pictures from the past and gasp with surprise
So many years gone by. So many changes.

Is this the so-called midlife crisis?
This realization –
These moments are all there is.
Each one more precious than a diamond.
Each breath. Each kiss. Each day. Each dream.

It is time. Time to take another breath. Time to do and be. Time to think and remember. Time to grow. Time to be kind.

Enjoy your time.

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