In the words of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, “The small details, are by far the most important.”
No matter what you’re doing in your life at the minute, no matter how busy your day appears to be, or how much furrows your brow each day – take sixty guilt free minutes; for yourself.
At some point, you glance over, and see that a train is approaching. It is not your train, and it does not stop at this station so it’s going at a fairly high speed. And although you are happy, a coldness washes over you. You stare blankly at the lights on the front of the train. And from somewhere in the attic of your mind, you suddenly think, “Jump.”
It does not matter how far you go, and certainly not how fast.
Whether you run, walk or crawl; go forward. “Adelante.”
Diamonds are the hardest substance on Earth. They’re considered the magnum opus of mineral. Their integrity is strong, and their beauty is astonishing. A sight to beyond, and a desire to be. But this; you know.
It’s the small details, that are by far the most important. I sit in work, the room is dark for
That catharsis. That beautiful catharsis. When you’ve had a bad day, at the end of a bad week, and you’re