I was cleaning my room today and found a random piece of paper with something I wrote a long time ago. It’s just a thought and I thought I’d share.
“Savor this moment. You’ll never have it again. Moments are like gusts of wind. By the time you feel them, they’re gone. The plans of our future aren’t held by a calender but by the creator. Whether you believe that or not, we’re all terminal. Our footprints in the sand are eventually covered by the crashing waves of this life.”