The art of compromising

Suddenly everything was clear, it all came down on me like bright daylight. I was waiting patiently for someone who was never coming. Imagine going to the train station and waiting for someone who never left their home!

collect yourself before you turn into something hard someone you don’t recognize…

Don’t you know that soft snowflakes turn into hard-cutting ice over time…

the art of compromise is being met halfway.

From archives 2014

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