You don’t want to hear the story of my life, and anyway I don’t want to tell it,

I want to listen to the enormous waterfalls of the sun.

And anyway it’s the same old story– a few people just trying,

one way or another, to survive.

Mostly, I want to be kind. And nobody, of course, is kind,

or mean, for a simple reason.

And nobody gets out of it,

having to swim through the fires to stay in this world.

~Mary Oliver

forgive this

Gratitude is when memory is stored in the heart and not in the mind.

~Lionel Hampton

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