Do you ever feel like your life is flying down the track like a freight train? Days are flashing past the window, but you can barely make out the passing scenery.
Spending time.
I love that expression.
Time has value.
I don't always feel like I am choosing how to spend it though.
I am busy doing, doing, and yet many important things are left undone.
Good intentions gather dust.
I once read that any act no matter how small is greater than the greatest intention.
I think I need to ponder how I really want to spend my time.
What is valuable to me and those I love.
And then spend time.
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