Sunday Morning

I am pursuing my life a little bit slower right now. Works are amounting and it will never end.

You may walk slow, and not being afraid of getting left behind. Because in the end, it doesn't matter anymore who is the fastest runner. What does matter is, who reaches the end line without the need to gasp for air, and happily cross the line without feeling worried to take a rest and recharge.

Who knows what awaits you tomorrow?

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