"Our Shared Present..."
"I pack up a rucksack and head off into the hills to pitch my tent, gaze at the sky, feel the wind and rain on my face, the rocks and earth under my feet, and bring my life back to the only thing that exists, the present...". C. Townsend
There is nothing more beautiful than the "here and now," especially if one takes the time to recognize and live the moment.
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