6:30am We are all fleeting. Ephemeral. Our moment must come. Then it must pass. Everyone has a time in their life they cherish. Chances are I won’t go to utah this year. But I still remember the time it was perfect. The thought so many years later stops me in my tracks. I am thankful I experienced that moment. It haunts me forever. I would rather be haunted than never have fully lived.
Ephemeral
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