Come Away With Me

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“If I knew that today would be the last time I’d see you, I would hug you tight and pray the Lord be the keeper of your soul. If I knew that this would be the last time you pass through this door, I’d embrace you, kiss you, and call you back for one more. If I knew that this would be the last time I would hear your voice, I’d take hold of each word to be able to hear it over and over again. If I knew this is the last time I see you, I’d tell you I love you, and would not just assume foolishly you know it already.”—Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez
Rest In Peace (March 6, 1927—April 17, 2014)

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“If I knew that today would be the last time I’d see you, I would hug you tight and pray the Lord be the keeper of your soul. If I knew that this would be the last time you pass through this door, I’d embrace you, kiss you, and call you back for one more. If I knew that this would be the last time I would hear your voice, I’d take hold of each word to be able to hear it over and over again. If I knew this is the last time I see you, I’d tell you I love you, and would not just assume foolishly you know it already.”—Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

Rest In Peace (March 6, 1927—April 17, 2014)

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A beautiful reminder that despite its occasional cruelties, life is mostly joyful, radiant, and above all ever-flowing.

The River

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A beautiful reminder that despite its occasional cruelties, life is mostly joyful, radiant, and above all ever-flowing.

The River

it’s okay, we’re more than the sum of our cancelled plans
it’s okay, we’re more than the sum of our ignored voicemails
it’s okay, we’re more than the sum of our bi-annual trips home
it’s okay, we’re more than the sum of our over-drafted bank account
it’s okay, we’re more than the sum of these fancy cocktails
it’s okay, we’re more than the sum of our late night phone minutes with exes
it’s okay, we’re more than the sum of our lazy cab rides home
it’s okay, we’re more than the sum of our half-read longreads and full-read horoscopes
it’s okay, we’re more than the sum of our dry-clean only shirts
it’s okay, we’re more than the sum of our Marked Unread emails
it’s okay, we’re more than the sum of our Twitter drafts
it’s okay, we’re more than the sum of our missed calls from Mom
it’s okay, we’re more than the sum of our broker’s fee
it’s okay, we’re more than the sum of our Likes
it’s okay, we’re more than the sum of our mostly walked morning run
it’s okay, we’re more than the sum of our cancelled plans

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We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.

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