A Gift
Yesterday, I received a small gift from someone I respect, admire, and love deeply. Just a little bookmark. It is inscribed, "It is never too late to be what you might have been" -George Eliot
It made my day.
It made my day.
To climb above the haze of thought into clear understanding, to navigate a true course, to take the highest road, to air out my soul, to breathe freely, to soar. This is my essay. all rights reserved by wingman
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