"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" Mary Oliver
Today I found this quote and I loved it. It makes me think so many things, words and thoughts and idea I wish I could write down and share. But they don't make sense right now, which brings me to this quote:
"Do what you love. Know your own bone; gnaw at it, bury it, unearth it, and gnaw it still."
Beautiful aren't they? Let us all ponder them...
P.S the background for the text keeps doing that to me, and I don't understand how to fix it. It's driving me cray. Sorry about it. :P