"Some people are so afraid to die that they never begin to live."
Henry van Dyke
# 23 of MY THIRTY DAYS OF THANKSGIVING
23 hours ago
A brief-yet-ongoing journal of all things Carmi. You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll reach for your mouse to click back to Google. But you'll be intrigued. And you'll feel compelled to return following your next bowl of oatmeal. With brown sugar. And milk.
2 comments:
That is such a sad thought, but perhaps true. I wonder how many are like that?
I was reading a post elsewhere today and just scheduled one for Wednesday with this theme.
Great minds thinking alike?
Fear of failure or humiliation seems to be a much bigger fear to my own observations. I'm learning to step out of that fear a little more these days. Perhaps it is advancing age that causes me to notice that time is ticking away, so what am I waiting for?
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