Imagine if we only let our past enrich our lives, not hurt us repeatedly.
Wisdom, not bitterness.
Depth, not pain.
Peace, not rabbit holes.
The past only exists in our memories, so why do we often cling to it more than the present?
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We don’t always take the straight path. Sometimes we take the long road. Or no road at all.
Recently I’ve been making a conscious effort to say nice things to people.