Temporary

I don't have to do more. I don't have to work harder or smarter, find peace or do anything at all. Life is good.

In the rhythms of life, the ups and downs. The tides come and go and all is well. In the chaos and noise. Life moves on, it changes.

All stresses, fears and actions merely pictures drawn in the sand. The tides of time sweep them away. The sand remains, forgetting the scurrying of creatures and their tracks long washed away.

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