Hold on: Write your way out.

It’s hot.

I’m tired.

Tired of being hot.

Tired of being tired.

Yet, these long hot and tiring days have been filled with peace, hope and joy.

Life is short. Only get one. Best use it best we can.

It is annoying true that we have to keep having to.

Good grief I would, at times, like to woe is me my way so I can have an excuse to sleep my life away.

Alas, life too short. So:

I must.

I have to.

I will.

Crap.

Hold on.

Keep writing your way through.

You are changing history, as you write.

Yours.

Mine.

The world’s.

writing even when I don’t want to,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I know. I know. Forever being fed positive messages can be positively annoying. I get it. I want to tell myself to shut up already, on the regular. Yet, I must. You must. Crap.

🤷‍♀️😁

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