have a bag filled with memorabilia that I simply cannot bring myself to toss, primarily because I don’t want to! I hold on to dedication although it has clearly tossed me aside.
Happiness is only found by those who are immovable, not by individuals who are tossed around by waves of indecision in a sea of turmoil.
I also have a can of progresso soup that was brought me back in February when I got sick.
I won’t throw these things. They’re too precious for trash.
Ideal circumstances do not always show off themselves as exceptionally opportune, but that doesn’t mean that they aren’t. You can never wait for things to just fall into place. This world is not perfect. Working towards perfection is far more probable.