Write a letter to your 100-year-old self.
Dear Me,
If you’re reading this, it means you lived a long life due to learning from your mistakes. Way to go.
Write a letter to your 100-year-old self.
Dear Me,
If you’re reading this, it means you lived a long life due to learning from your mistakes. Way to go.
The pull of life reached out to me,
and taunted with its symmetry,
so many shapes and paths that call,
which one to do or none at all,
alas I chose and it was wrong,
so others harped with nasty song,
inside I shrank and bent to cringe,
the edges of my mind so singed,
but light it came and slayed the burn,
as from mistakes the brain it learned.