Age is such a paradox. Everyday is a loss, a slow decay that goes on unnoticed, gently pushing us a little to the finish line. Then everyday we grow, richer with some love, some more laughter, a few wins and defeats. A little more wiser than we were a day before. This paradox itself is a celebration!
Monday, January 20, 2014
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