The Treasure Hunt
6 Οκτωβρίου 2014
Attending the services is a matter of constant movement. My arms, they’re seldom empty and it’s a rare occasion I find myself ending a service standing in the spot where I began. I’ve long abandoned that naive notion, the one that equates the caring for young children with lost opportunities. You see, a will pruned by repeated cuttings bears far more fruit than one that withers away under external peace and quiet.
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