I came across a poem I wrote while cleaning out an old box of tax returns.
All the spring trees are covered with snow and I no longer love you.
Does this qualify as a haiku?
The funny part about finding this poem is that it is undated and I actually have no idea who it was that I no longer love.
No, really.
Which brings me to the point of this post, one of my favorite quotes, "This, too, shall pass."
No matter how difficult life seems or how much heart break you are suffering, sooner or later things will change and you won't remember any of it, just like I don't remember who I was writing that poem about.
Things change, life moves on.
Relax about life and just decide for you, things are always getting better.
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