Thursday, March 31, 2011

holding hands

Gushing to a friend, he held my hand. He was the one that took my hand. He wanted to hold my hand. Taking in the story, my friend said
it is not about whether he wanted to hold your hand, it is about whether you wanted your hand held by his hand. He blew my mind.
Think about how the above question applies to other aspects of our lives.
Perspective shifting

Life is a daily process

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