Tuesday, August 23, 2022

No regrets.

It didn't turn out the way I planned it but it happened anyway.

I'm over what if.

I past if only 

I accept what is.

No need to examine the broken shards. 

Its over and done.

I suffered a defeat but in that I know a victory can still be won.

The circumstances were beyond my control.

I no longer fear the word loose.

I have a new to  plan.

I have a new perspective.

I make my own rules.

I choose.

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HLH 8/23/22

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