Books
I love books. I love holding them in my hands. I love bending them so they are easy to hold, but the thing I love most are the words on the pages. One after another. Each word fashioning a string that takes me on a journey to a new place. A place I couldn’t go unless the book took me there.
Stoic Thought of the Day
The definition of insanity is doing the wrong thing over and over again and expecting different results. That notion is not new. I don’t know how many times I have heard that said, or how many times I have found myself doing that very thing. Stop doing that. Take a different path instead.
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