less and less.

Every day I’m reminded of how little I know; worn away, my perceived intellect means less and less.
Eventually I’ll simply be…and see, and feel, and do.
With little to no regard as to the why, or how…with so much more left to chance and weather, luck and random moments…

All moments peppered with brilliant colors and great surprise.

That sounds kinda nice.
a burst of color

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