There’s something comforting about returning somewhere you’ve been a hundred times.
The same street.
The same store.
The same park.
The same corner you’ve walked past countless times.
Familiarity can be its own kind of comfort.
Tag: places
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Life and Death
This whole thing with the US and Iran
Has really got me thinking, man!
It’s got me thinking all about death,
And how it will one day be the inevitable end!
We may not know how we’ll die.
We won’t know when, where, by what, by who, nor why!
All we do know is that one day, it will be our time!
I know that I don’t want to die,
For I still want to experience life!
There’s still places I want to see,
And people that I want to meet.
I want to try new foods to eat,
And fall in love with the right one for me!
I want to try interesting things,
And expand the knowledge in my brain.
I don’t know what’s beyond the grave,
Nor do I know how long I’ll stay!
One thing I do know, I can certainly say,
Is I’ll live each day like it was my last day,
And I will do so with a smile on my face!