But it's rather exciting, is it not? It's nice to slow down,
and keep going with whatever feels right with the little
knowledge I've accrued. I don't wish to become so blinded by
one thing that I fail to see every other thing sitting right
outside my narrow sight. The things so easily missed, the
sounds so easily filtered out. A family of geese floating
downstream, a little one clinging tightly to loved ones with a
smile as bright as a star, a flower that will only bloom in
this brief window of time.
