Goodbyes are not forever. Goodbyes are not the end. They simply mean I’ll miss you, until we meet again!
I have come back again to where I belong; not an enchanted place, but the walls are strong.
Even in those days in which dark moments eclipse our optimistic thoughts, we can still accept this as a Beautiful Day.
We usually take everything we are for granted and we never stop to think, not even for a moment, the miracles that reside within us; the amazing machines that our bodies are, and the unlimited possibilities of our minds.
Tornado: a twirling, narrow funnel of wind with speeds of 100 to 300 miles per hour that can damage anything in its path.
Running our daily lives is a full-time management job. Better yet, a full time micromanagement job.
I think we are ready to take this to the next level.
Or: What’s in Your Bag? (Alternative Title)