I keep you at arm's length or further because it suits my wicked purposes.
I was up early again, propounding my own cause to the fates, trying in vain to get their attention: for fickle they are, and bound to decide summarily, as of leaves suddenly falling only a sidewalk.
To bemoan fate is to waste spirit, to spill a 2 liter bottle and poo-poo about it as the drink is pouring out. Better still is take action to preserve the time. To bemoan nature is to bemoan reality; it is not to be escaped. Only the foolish try that.
Life's great highway offers up a journey, and not a destination; you will spend so much time staring out the windshield that you may as well enjoy the time.
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