I planted the seeds of my sorrow in this...

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I planted the seeds of my sorrow in this forgotten and barren land. Watered with tears I couldn't swallow and blood from my weary hands. Oh the harvest that was to follow, as roses from Arabian sands tell tales of a better tomorrow, and hope in my Maker's plans. ~Suhaib Rumi

You know what's scary about this age...?


You know what's scary about this age? You can't even enjoy your down time. You're socially convinced that every moment you're spending not doing anything is wasted time. That you always should be working towards something. We forget that it's okay to have a breather and simply take time to yourself.

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