There has been a shift of focus within me, and a shaking to knock away the dross that has weighed my true self down. I did not even realise how tightly wound back I had become until I began to stretch and peek out and tingle. And I wound back because the well that is me, appeared empty.
“To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children…to leave the world a better place…to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.” Ralph Waldo Emerson
This is my aim.