Life is Precious

Recently I have been reflecting and writing about my life for a creative project. I spent yesterday evening sitting on my lounge floor surrounded by old photographs, being transported back in time. It was a fun activity though tinged with some sadness and regret. Perhaps regret is too strong a word and even sadness does not capture what I was feeling. Rather, it was a sense of acknowledging roads not travelled.

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