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Nr. 57

I read a quote today when I scrolled through my instagram feed. It was from A.A. Milne: “How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard”. It’s quite a famous and well known quote from ‘Winnie the Pooh’ but today it stuck with me. 
I am lucky to have experienced both pain and bliss. To have had my heart broken as well as filled with love. I’m incalculably lucky to have survived 37 years on this planet whereas my ancestors would perhaps only be so fortunate to see 25. I’m careful to use the word ‘lucky’ when it comes to losing loved ones, but I am lucky to have known them, to have experienced their love and wisdom. I’m lucky to have gained experience, even if that had its price. 
Changing perspective in our lives can sometimes be difficult. It’s sometimes not even possible due to circumstances. However, a time will come where the cogs in our most beautiful huddle of neurons turns in our favor, and we see that epiphany that can change our lives for the better. We still need to walk the road, but perhaps with a more confident stride will we bend the path to our benefit. We might even be able to abstractly control the fabric of our reality to suit our needs and desires. 


Don’t fret just yet. 

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