A small, tan coloured book, completely unadorned. The binding is worn and aged, the pages slightly tattered and curling towards the edges. Several small notes peek out here and there from between the sheaves of parchment and pieces of torn blue silk mark places within.
Monday, 20 October 2014
I have a philosophy, one born of will and logic, that we may reap only that which we sow. If I have friendship, it is because I have given it. If I have earned trust, it is because I have shared it. It has taken time to reveal it, experience to understand it, and empathy to embrace it. With it I know that within myself, this time around, I will not fall. If I have truly earned it then I will reap it, if not then I will sow again.
If I can keep to that I will know that I did my part, and whatever may come, in whichever aspect of my life, I was not found wanting.
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