Showing posts with label swing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label swing. Show all posts
Friday, November 7, 2008
as free as a child
I envy the children...
They can do whatever they want.
When I was still small, I love to ride on a swing.
I love to kick the dust and let my swing fly, and fly, and fly...
I love the wind against my face, my hair, adrenaline pumping in my veins...
Why do people worry more as they age?
I don't even want to hear about the word "worry" sometimes. Let worry worry about itself...
We have our own lives to live and life is too short to worry.
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