Sometimes getting through life feels like (me) walking in the snow.
You don’t really know what you are doing, but you are just ploughing through.
Sometimes you fall flat on your butt.
But that doesn’t stop you from keeping at it, no matter how ungraceful you look.
Because even though it’s hard, you find little joys along the way.
And maybe, just maybe, you will realise that you don’t have to wait till the end to be happy.
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