The end of the year, as many moments of our lives have some flavor vacuum. Some things are completed, others are closed, others come and may not return, some may be and we can see just from this absence will know how far extended.
With the air of the year-end inventory reminds us especially the finiteness of all, the near distant and absent with without warning, we wish they were, the lost feelings, dreams expired, the eternally frustrated projects, inventions that we would be saved. And with such joy that it slides very sincere unpalatable taste of the end of the year. Maybe try to embrace all those gaps, to find a possible way to understand that's what life is all about, spending, living here and now deeply valuable to share and to fill gaps in child's play.
After all, despite our tomorrow is another day.
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