“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
Why do we manage to save for all that temporary?
Carefree, land without boundaries.
Acknowledgements :- This is written in response to FOWC and the weekend writing prompt #112 “Carefree”. Weekend Writing Prompt requires to use the word “carefree” in either prose or poetry using exactly 14 words.
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I often ask myself a similar question. I’m prone to hanging onto too much stuff.
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Me too, that’s what prompted me to write that. Thanks for stopping by and reading.
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